LOGINCara's POV.(In the private exclusive gym in the morning.)The place looked like it belonged in an old Italian villa more than a modern city. Dark wood floors shone under warm golden lights. The air smelled of clean leather, and faint citrus from the fresh towels stacked near the entrance. Soft classical music played low from hidden speakers. Everything felt rich and quiet, even with people moving.I stepped inside wearing a tight black sports bra that pushed my breasts up and a matching pair of high-waisted leggings that clung to every curve of my hips and legs. The fabric was smooth and stretchy. It showed the line of my waist and the shape of my thighs. My hair was pulled into a high ponytail that swung when I walked.The gym was not crowded just as I expected, but it stayed lively. A few members moved between machines. Weights clinked softly in the distance. I walked to a treadmill near the window, placed my water bottle in the cup holder, and took a slow sip. I set the machine t
Cara's POV.Another day at the office, now two days to the bid day of HYC Construction. I've dodged a few of Felix's calls this morning, working my ass as Tony's personal assistant while also planning myself. My own plan. It's time already and I don't have the funds to use to execute my plan. And time is running out. I sighed deep, waving away my worry before entering the meeting room. Hudson sat at the head of the table and just five members of the finance also present. The long table shone under the bright lights. Papers and tablets covered the surface. The air smelled of strong coffee and printer ink. I lay the papers on the table, standing by his side. My heels pressed into the soft carpet."This is a waste of my time," I growled in my mind, biting my lips hard. The soft flesh stung between my teeth. I cursed, standing straight and ready to observe against my own will, knowing that this meeting has no thrilling end. It's nothing new but all stats and ranges which it's not of valu
(Office Meeting Cont'd)Cara's POV."I'm not losing to him," Tony said, slamming the photos back on the table, bringing me back from my thoughts to the office. The sharp sound cracked through the room. Papers jumped. Coffee cups shook. His face stayed tight as his eyes burned."We have no choice but to follow the bid process like every other company, only this time, we'll lose money.." One of the members of the finance team said to Tony. His voice stayed careful."Since the competition is high, the price is definitely going to be high," The other member from the team chirped in. He adjusted his glasses. The soft click of the frames filled the short silence."I don't care. HYC is going to be mine!" Tony blurted out, pissed about the way things were going. Even though the deal is under control, this was not the plan. He stood up now, adjusting his suit. The fabric rustled under his hands. "I'm not losing this bid to anyone. Whatever the loss is, I'm sure we'll recover it." He gave a sh
Cara's POV.I have been moving around the office, doing my secretary duties, prepping documents and getting ready for Tony's bid for HYC that's a national saga right now. My heels clicked soft on floor with each step. The smell of fresh coffee and paper filled the hallway. My arms carried a thin file. The paper felt cool against my fingers. Soft light from the tall windows touched the walls as I walked, the quiet of the morning still hung in the air.I opened the door to the office, closing it with my legs. "Sir, —" I paused my words, seeing other people in the office other than Tony now. It was like a meeting setting. Tony sat at the head. Two people from the finance team also in the room. Then a man of interest, Charles. The air felt heavier than usual. I smirked low, placing the file on the table softly, standing at Tony's side. The wood felt smooth under my hand as cool air from the vent touched the back of my neck. My pulse stayed steady. My face stayed calm."Here's the list of
(In My Room; Night)Cara's POV."What's the progress status with Charles? Do you have the Black Vault in control?" He asked what I expected him to, his voice so curious over the phone on my dressing table. I stared at myself at the mirror, getting ready for night's sleep, applying my night cream. The soft cream felt cool on my skin. I rubbed it in slow circles under my eyes. The light above the mirror was soft and warm. My reflection looked calm but inside, my mind stayed sharp. The quiet of the room wrapped around me."I didn't get to him tonight," I said, applying my face cream. The cream smelled light and clean as I moved my fingers moved over my cheeks in careful circles. Cool moisture sank into my skin."Why," He asked, stunned. His voice rose a little through the speaker. The phone screen glowed soft blue on the table."There's an obstacle in the way I need to clear out first," I said, dragging my words, noticing some faint marks on my face. Small shadows under my eyes from the
Elena's POV."As we bargained," He said, his tone not wanting to have this conversation but I needed to. I need to know his stance and I need to know now. I traced his chest slowly. My fingers moved over the warm skin. Soft hair brushed against my fingertips. His heartbeat thudded steady under my palm. Cool air from the open window touched the bare skin of my shoulder and made me shiver a little."Do you have access to the Black Vault?" I asked, going straight to the point. My voice stayed low and clear."What.. How did you even hear about that?" His chest rose under my hand. The muscle tightened up, I could feel him tensed up."Can you steal a huge amount for me?" I asked, cutting him short. My fingers kept moving across his chest in slow circles. Warm skin. Steady breath. The faint smell of sex still hung in the room mixed with his cologne."No. I don't have access to it." He said, his voice thick and bland. His eyes stayed on the ceiling. A small muscle jumped near his jaw. "Of c
Isabella's POVThe elevator doors opened straight into the gala hall on the top floors of the Thorne penthouse. My heels sank into the thick, soft red carpet as cool, perfectly chilled air washed over my skin. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling like falling diamonds, throwing soft golde
Isabella's POV.“Which do you prefer?” He smirked low.He didn't take a step forward. He just stood still, his voice rose into a deep roar that echoed through the big room.“Tell me!!”My breath caught hard in my throat, as I staggered back, so shocked, finding it hard to believe what's going on ri
Isabella's POVI stayed calm on the outside, floating in the warm water, but my mind spun fast, not calm at all as I was thinking of my next move. Play the stripper? Make up a name? Before I could even decide in my head, he dropped his white robe. It fell to the floor with a soft sound. He stepped
Isabella's POV."Are you sure you won't need a new identity, Ms Vale?" Felix, my personal assistant, asked again from behind me. His voice sounded so heavy with worry.I stood at the long mirror in my room, turning around slowly. The black dress wrapped tight around my body, smooth and cool against







