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2026-01-12 05:30:15Maya 's hands would not stop shaking.She sat in orientation with a pen pressed between her fingers, signing papers she barely understood. Someone named Sandra or Sarah droned on about healthcare benefits she would never use.
Maya already knew she would be fired long before the ninety day probation ended. The pen slipped from her fingers.
She pressed harder, leaving a deep indent in the page beneath. Her name looked wrong written over and over again like it belonged to someone else. The room felt too bright. She tried to breathe normally but her lungs refused to cooperate.
How did he get my number? Miss Blake did you hear the question. Maya jerked her head up too fast. Sandra Sarah stared at her with lips pursed like she had tasted something sour. Sorry Maya said quickly what was it again.The confidential clause.
Do you understand that any breach results in immediate termination and potential litigation. Yes Maya answered, her voice flat. She signed and initiated and signed again .
You’re late to orientation Miss Blake.The words sat in her brain like a stone. CEOs did not text interns. CEOs like Adrian Holt did not even see interns. They did not know their names and they definitely did not send messages that sounded like warnings.
Her phone vibrated against her thigh. Maya fumbled for her pocket, face burning with embarrassment. I’m sorry she whispered I thought I turned it off. You did Elena whispered beside her.
Now Elena was staring at Maya’s lap with narrowed eyes.That’s not a normal notification she said quietly. Someone has overridden access to your phone. That’s not possible she whispered. It is if they have enough money Elena replied, leaning closer. Who has that kind of access to you.
No one Maya said too quickly. Her fingers already pulled the phone free anyway. She angled it away from Elena’s view even though her heart was pounding. Conference room 42A. Come alone. Adrian Holt.
The letter swam on the screen.Maya blinked hard trying to clear her vision. Come alone. The words felt heavier than they should have.
What is it Elena asked. Her voice had sharpened with curiosity. Is everything okay. Fine Maya said too fast just my mom’s nurse needs to talk to me. About what Elena pressed. I don’t know yet Maya replied, the lie tasting bitter in her mouth.
She shoved her phone back into her pocket. I’ll call back later, she added. Elena watched her closely but nodded. Her smile flicered for just a second before settling back into place.
Twenty minutes later they broke for lunch.Maya stood alone in the hallway staring at the building directory on her phone. Conference room 42A Fourth floor. The floor where people got fired. The floor where Adrian Holt lived in his glass tower.
Come alone, Maya’s thumb hovered over Elena’s contact. She could ask for help. She could ask what it meant. Elena stood three feet away purse slung over her shoulder. That permanent smile was fixed in place again. You coming to lunch she asked. Maya swallowed.
I don’t think so.I need to make a call. Want me to wait Elena asked. No Maya replied too sharply. She softened her tone and tried again. It’s personal.
Elena’s smile flickered. Is everything okay with your mom? She’s sick Maya answered quietly. Sick how Elena pressed. Maya’s throat closed.
Oh, Elena’s face did something complicated. That's I’m sorry she said softly. Thanks Maya replied, already turning away. Do you need anything? started. I’m fine Maya cut in.
She walked toward the elevator before Elena could finish. She pressed the button for the fourth floor.The elevator door closed with a soft thud. The numbers climbed slowly while her heart tried to break through her ribs. She told herself she could still leave when the doors opened.
The fourth floor smelled different. Even the lighting was different. The kind that made people look good in photographs. Maya felt out of place instantly like she had wandered into a world she was never meant to touch.
A woman sat at a reception desk near theelevator. You’re lost, she said. Conference room 42A Maya replied. That room is reserved. I know Maya said someone asked me to meet them there. The woman’s expression did not change but something shifted in her posture.
Who? Maya’s mouth went dry. Mr Holt. The temperature in the room dropped. The woman picked up her phone and spoke quietly.
There's someone here she said. Claims you asked to see her. A pause followed. Maya Blake.Silence stretched long and uncomfortable.
The woman hung up. She pointed down the hall without looking at Maya. Third door left side. Don’t touch anything you don’t need to. Maya nodded and moved.
Each step felt like walking through water.What am I doing? The hallway felt endless.The door was closed. Solid wood, no window. Just a small brass plate with 42A engraved in elegant script. Maya raised her hand to knock.
The door opened before she touched it.Adrian Holt stood in the frame backlit by afternoon sun. He had changed shirts. The coffee stained one was gone replaced with crisp white fabric that looked expensive.
He looked like a man who used his body for more than signing papers. He looked exhausted. The kind that lived behind the eyes.
Miss Blake he said quietly. You came. Did I have a choice Maya asked. Yes he answered simply. Your text didn’t sound optional.
It wasn't meant to be a summons. His jaw tightened. I’m not good at asking. I’m better at telling people what to do. They prefer it that way. I don’t Maya replied.
Something flickered across his face. You don't, he said. Come in. Maya stayed in the doorway. Why? I need to talk to you. About the coffee Maya asked. Because I already have. This isn’t about the coffee he said.
Then what? Adrian was quiet for several heartbeats. When he spoke his voice was low. Your mother. The hallway tilted. Maya grabbed the doorframe to steady herself. What did you say. Claire Blake Mercy General Hospital Stage four pancreatic cancer.
How do you know that. Her voice cracked down the middle. How do you know any of that. I make it my business to know about the people who work for me.
I’m an intern Maya said. I’ve been here four hours. That’s not what he started. That’s insane Maya interrupted. You’re insane.
Probably he replied calmly. Are you coming in or are we having this conversation in the hallway. I’m leaving Maya said. Wait. Why should I? Because I can help her. The words hit her like a physical blow.
What? Adrian stepped back giving her space. Your mother needs treatment. There’s an experimental program. The cost is high.
Stop, Maya pressed her shaking hands against her thighs. Just stop. Two hundred thousand dollars he said.
The number stole all the air from the hallway.I can pay for it, Adrian added. Maya’s knees buckled. She slid down the wall onto the carpet.
Breathe he said. He did not touch her. Just stood there watching. Why Maya whispered. Why would you do that?
Because I need something from you. There it was, the catch, the trap. What do you want she asked.
Adrian walked back into the room. Maya follows. The room was glass and chrome and had too much space. Sit he said. I’d rather stand. Please. The word sounded wrong coming from him.
He told her the truth. About his father,about Blake Industries. About what had been destroyed. Each word landed heavier than the last.
By the time he finished Maya was shaking.You can’t fix death, she cried. I know he whispered, but I can help your mother.
And what do you get she asked. One year he replied. Work for me, as my assistant.
If I say no. Then you walk away. The offer stands for twenty four hours. Maya turned toward the door. I know you’ll hate me for this Adrian said. You should. Maya left.
She made it to the elevator before the tears came.Her phone buzzed. Mom’s nurse was asking for her. Two hundred thousand dollars.
One year. Adrian Holt. The doors closed
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