The launch day arrived with the kind of electric anticipation that hummed beneath the skin. London felt sharper, brighter, louder, as though the entire city had been waiting for this moment alongside her. Sienna woke before her alarm, heart already beating with a mixture of nerves and disbelief. The Maison Laurent campaign—her campaign—was going live in less than an hour.
She lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the reality settle into her bones. Months of work. Months of exhaustion. Months of pushing herself harder than she ever had. And now, it was here.
Luca stirred beside her, reaching out instinctively, his hand brushing her waist. “You’re awake early.”
“So are you,” she murmured.
“I could feel you thinking.”
She smiled faintly. “Is that a thing now?”
“It is w
