LOGIN"We don't hire scandalous women into Knight Enterprises."The words cut across the polished mahogany table like a dull blade.It was 8:00 AM on Monday morning, and the central executive boardroom on the top floor was already thick with tension. Seven senior board members sat stiffly around the oval table, their expensive suits pressed, their faces dark with contempt.At the head of the table, Victoria Knight sat like a queen on a throne. She wore an immaculate ivory suit, her silvered hair pinned into a tight, flawless bun. Her cold, light eyes locked onto me the second I stepped through the double doors, holding my leather portfolio tightly against my navy blazer."This company has spent fifty years building a reputation of unquestioned prestige," Victoria continued, her voice crisp, loud, and echoing off the soundproof glass walls. "We are currently navigating a sensitive public merger. Bringing a disgraced, tabloid-plagued woman into our central audit division is an insult to our s
"Don’t touch me, Damian. I’m only here for this job."My voice cut right through the quiet office. I didn't squirm, and I didn't let my body go soft against him. I held myself rigid inside his heavy grip.Damian didn't let go. His arm tightened around my waist, pinning my hip flat against his leg. The heat coming off him burned right through my blazer, his chest heaving against my back with heavy, rough breaths."You think you can just walk in here, throw a resume on my desk, and pretend the last month didn't happen?" Damian growled into my ear, his voice low, rough, and totally bossy. "You sat in that apartment for seven days ignoring every single message I sent you. You locked your door. You let my men guard your hall while you treated me like a ghost.""I treated you like a stranger because that’s what you are," I said, turning my head sideways and looking at him with cold eyes. "Let me go, Mr. Knight, or I walk straight out to the board and tell everyone you grabbed an applicant."
"My mother lied to you."Damian didn't step back. He slid his large, heavy hand up the side of my neck, his broad palm cupping my face with that infuriating, arrogant authority that was uniquely his. His thumb pressed firmly against my cheekbone, holding me still, forcing my gaze to stay locked onto his.I hated how my body traitorously reacted to him. The electric heat of his skin burned straight through my cold defenses, making my heart hammer foolishly against my ribs. Looking up into his dark, fierce eyes, every logical warning in my head screamed at me to pull away, to run far out of his reach. But standing in his shadow, all I wanted was to yield to his wild, overwhelming ways."Look at me, Eva," Damian commanded, his voice dropping into a low, rough gravel that vibrated deep in his chest. "Listen to every word coming out of my mouth.""Damian""Shut up and listen," he cut in smoothly, his grip on my jaw tightening just enough to command absolute focus without truly hurting me.
"Don’t touch me, Damian. I’m only here for this job."My voice cut right through the quiet office. I didn't squirm, and I didn't let my body go soft against him. I held myself rigid inside his heavy grip.Damian didn't let go. His arm tightened around my waist, pinning my hip flat against his leg. The heat coming off him burned right through my blazer, his chest heaving against my back with heavy, rough breaths."You think you can just walk in here, throw a resume on my desk, and pretend the last month didn't happen?" Damian growled into my ear, his voice low, rough, and totally bossy. "You sat in that apartment for seven days ignoring every single message I sent you. You locked your door. You let my men guard your hall while you treated me like a ghost.""I treated you like a stranger because that’s what you are," I said, turning my head sideways and looking at him with cold eyes. "Let me go, Mr. Knight, or I walk straight out to the board and tell everyone you grabbed an applicant."
"Don’t touch me, Damian. I’m only here for this job."My voice cut right through the quiet office. I didn't squirm, and I didn't let my body go soft against him. I held myself rigid inside his heavy grip.Damian didn't let go. His arm tightened around my waist, pinning my hip flat against his leg. The heat coming off him burned right through my blazer, his chest heaving against my back with heavy, rough breaths."You think you can just walk in here, throw a resume on my desk, and pretend the last month didn't happen?" Damian growled into my ear, his voice low, rough, and totally bossy. "You sat in that apartment for seven days ignoring every single message I sent you. You locked your door. You let my men guard your hall while you treated me like a ghost.""I treated you like a stranger because that’s what you are," I said, turning my head sideways and looking at him with cold eyes. "Let me go, Mr. Knight, or I walk straight out to the board and tell everyone you grabbed an applicant."
"I didn't expect the CEO to conduct a mid-level interview personally, Mr. Knight."My voice sliced through the silent, glass-walled office on the top floor of Knight Enterprises. Cold. Flat. Unbothered.I stood two paces inside the heavy double doors, my hands folded loosely over my navy blazer, my spine locked straight.Behind the massive desk of black marble and polished steel, Damian didn't flinch.He leaned back in his leather executive chair, his broad shoulders filling out a tailored suit jacket that cost more than most people earned in a year. His sleeves were rolled up just past his forearms, exposing thick wrists and raw, bruised knuckles from the fight with Ryan Knight. Dark circles shadowed his sharp eyes, but there was zero weakness in his posture—only a cold, predatory stillness that made the air in the room feel heavy and suffocating.He looked at me the way an apex predator looks at something that tried to run away."Did you really think your application would cross any







