Black Forge MC: The President's Obsession
For a year, I've been sleeping with a man whose last name I didn't even know.
He comes and goes whenever he wants. Sometimes he disappears for days without a word. He never calls. He only texts when he's coming over. We don't go on dates, we don't ask personal questions, and we definitely don't make promises. It was simple. It worked. At least, that's what I kept telling myself.
Then my office was attacked.
Overnight, I discovered the man I'd been casually sleeping with wasn't just another gorgeous stranger. He's Cassian Voss. Billionaire. Former commando. President of Black Forge MC. And while I thought our relationship began in a nightclub, he'd been quietly protecting me long before I ever realized my life was in danger.
Now someone wants me dead, my clients are hiding deadly secrets behind perfectly balanced books, and the only man who seems capable of keeping me alive is the one who's been keeping the biggest secrets from me all along.
I don't know what's more dangerous anymore. Following the money... or falling for the man who refuses to let me go.
Basahin
Chapter: Through Fresh EyesI couldn’t stop looking at him. A few hours ago he was just Cass. The man who appeared whenever he felt like it, occupied my bed, then disappeared again before breakfast. Now he had a surname. A penthouse. Men who followed his orders without hesitation. Somewhere between the shooting and getting here, the man I spent a year pretending not to care about became someone I clearly didn’t know at all.I finally shook my head. “I’ve worked with Victor for years. He always came across as reasonable. If someone asked me to name the client most likely to have me killed, he wouldn’t have made the list.”Cass raised a brow. “Who would?”You. I grinned at him at the thought but didn’t say anything. He just sat there watching me with that intense stare. For the first time since arriving at his place, I wanted to disappear.“Tell me exactly what you found.” He whispered.I thought back. The file never left my office. I didn’t go around discussing client audits over coffee. So how the hell had Victo
Huling Na-update: 2026-07-31
Chapter: The StormThe next day started out pretty normal, all things considered. I got to the office feeling wiped out after another night of bad sleep. My mind kept going back to Victor’s files. At this point it was becoming my hourly bread. Sloppy paperwork doesn’t necessarily mean fraud. Maybe it was something he overlooked. But how was I supposed to overlook it as an accountant? It’s literally my job to notice such things. Laura was already at the office when I walked in. I handed her a coffee before going into my own office. I sat down at my desk and started working on the pile of files that Laura put there before I arrived. I caught myself thinking about Cass too, wondering how long it would take this time around. A month maybe? Or perhaps this time would be for good. My chest clenched at the possibility. The rest of the day dragged on without anything major happening. I had no meetings and spent the day reviewing invoices and making notes on anything that looked off. My paranoia had me doing
Huling Na-update: 2026-07-28
Chapter: The Calm Before The StormI wandered into the kitchen with a headache from hell. The wine bottle and glass from last night were still on the counter. I grabbed the glass and turned toward the sink. That’s when I saw it. A cup that wasn’t there the night before. I did a mental check. Had I left it out? Nope. I’d washed every dish last night before the wine and the embarrassingly long wait for that man. How did I not hear him making coffee before he left? He’s so damn comfortable for an occasional night passer by. I snorted and checked the clock above the door. Eight fifteen. I had about forty five minutes to get to the office before Laura starts blowing up my phone. You’d think, with the way she bosses me around, the boutique was hers and I was the assistant. I put on the kettle and headed back to the bathroom to get ready. By the time I finished, the water had boiled, so I made my coffee in a to go flask. I got to the office about ten minutes late. Laura was already on the phone at her desk. I waved and wal
Huling Na-update: 2026-07-28
Chapter: PrologueI never planned on becoming the woman who sat around waiting for a text from some guy whose last name I didn’t even know. But there I was anyway, standing in my kitchen at one thirty in the morning, lights mostly off, on my third glass of red wine after his first text, which had landed at nine. Four hours and thirty minutes. That was the level of pathetic I had reached. If Brianna ever found out the full scale of my embarrassment over this man she would drag me straight to therapy. My phone buzzed and his name lit up the screen. Cass: Coming up. Two words. That was all it took to let him back into my apartment after seventeen days of radio silence. I should have ignored it and gone back to bed. Client files were stacked all over my desk and those files needed dealing with in the morning. I should have pretended I still had a shred of self respect left after a full year of this bootycall dance. Instead I ran my hands over the silk robe I kept telling myself I hadn’t put on for him.
Huling Na-update: 2026-07-28
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