MasukThe second day of the glitch was worse than the first. Lucas stood in the center of his office... staring at a schedule that didn't make sense. Every time he cleared an hour to go home... a new... urgent meeting appeared on his digital calendar. They were meetings with overseas investors... partners in different time zones... and legal teams that required immediate attention. And in every single one of them... Ophelia’s name was listed as the lead coordinator.She was no longer being bold or obvious. She was being efficient. She remained strictly professional... her eyes never lingering on his... her hands never reaching for him. But she was everywhere. She had created an invisible barrier made of paperwork and digital signatures... a wall that kept him locked in the building long after the sun had set."The London team is on the line... Lucas..." Ophelia said... her voice coming through the intercom. "They only have a twenty-minute window before their board meeting starts. We have t
The morning after the video had been shown... the air in the Yates building felt different. It was cold... sharp... and filled with a silence that made everyone on the executive floor walk on eggshells. Lucas sat behind his desk... his eyes fixed on the glowing monitor. He had sent a clear warning to Ophelia... a boundary that should have ended her games. But as he tried to open the final files for the North Mine project... he realized that words were not enough to stop a woman who had spent months learning the secrets of his system.He clicked the mouse... but the screen didn’t move. A small red box popped up in the center of the display.“Access Denied... Security Key Required.”Lucas frowned. He typed in his master password... the one that should have opened every door in the company. The red box flashed again. He tried a second time... then a third. Each time, the system pushed him back.This wasn’t a technical error. It was a message.He didn’t have to wait long for the source to
The morning light in the penthouse was too bright... too sharp. It cut through the room like a blade, exposing the mess of the night before. Lucas sat at the edge of the bed, his head buried in his hands. The headache was heavily pounding behind his eyes, a reminder of the wine he shouldn't have finished. His memories of the mezzanine bar were a blurred, dark fog... a series of flashes that made his stomach turn.Selene stood by the window, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. She had not slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Ophelia’s hands on his bare chest. She saw the way Ophelia had looked at her with that smug, victory-filled smile."Lucas... we need to talk about last night," Selene said, her voice quiet but steady.Lucas groaned, rubbing his temples. "Selene, not now. My head feels like it’s going to explode. I know I drank too much. I know I shouldn't have left you in the suite. It was a mistake... the pressure of the deal is just... it’s too much.""It wasn't j
The silence in the hotel suite was like a heavy weight pressing down on Selene’s chest. Every minute that passed felt like an hour. She looked at the empty chairs where they had been sitting just a short time ago, and the air still felt thick with the smell of Ophelia’s perfume. It was a sweet, sticky scent that made Selene want to gag... a smell that didn’t belong in her home or her life.She tried to tell herself to be calm. She tried to listen to that small voice in her head saying that Lucas was a good man, a man of his word. But another voice, a louder one, was screaming that he was human... and he was tired. He had been carrying the weight of two empires on his shoulders, the public one and his secret business, and everyone has a breaking point.After several minutes of pacing the floor, she couldn’t sit back anymore. The restlessness in her legs was too much to bear. She had to know where they were. She had to see with her own eyes what crucial business required them to leave h
The hotel suite felt smaller with every passing second. The air was heavy with the smell of old paper and the sharp scent of Ophelia’s perfume. Selene stood near the window... her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She watched them... her eyes fixed on the way Ophelia leaned into Lucas’s space, her body almost a part of his.Lucas turned around finally, his face filled with concern when he saw the look on his wife’s face. He looked tired... his eyes red from the late hour... but he could see that Selene was hurting. Before he could say a word, Ophelia let out a soft mocking laugh.“Selene... don’t be silly.” Ophelia said... her voice light and fake.“We are doing something serious here... something that affects the future of this whole company. Don’t interrupt us right now.”As she spoke, Ophelia turned her head just enough so Lucas couldn’t see her. She wore a dark scowl... her eyes full of hate and a mean pride that only Selene could see. It was a look that said..
The sun was setting behind the tall glass towers of the city... but the heat inside Lucas’s office had nothing to do with the weather. Selene walked through the heavy doors... her heart pounding a fast... nervous beat. She couldn’t stay at home anymore... not while she knew Ophelia was spending every hour of the day near her husband.As she stepped inside... she saw them. Lucas was leaning over a large table covered in maps... and Ophelia was standing right next to him. She was so close that her arm was brushing against his... her finger pointing at a line on the paper. She didn’t move away when Selene entered. In fact... she leaned in a little closer... a small... smug smile touching her lips.“Selene...” Lucas said... looking up with a tired smile. He looked happy to see her... but the dark circles under his eyes told her how much the pressure was wearing him down. “I didn’t expect you to come by the office today.”“I missed you... Lucas...” Selene said... her eyes darting to Ophel







