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CHAPTER 21: SHADOWS OF SABOTAGE
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One True Love CHAPTER 22: SPARKS AND SHADOWS
The morning sun cut through the penthouse windows in sharp gold blades, catching dust motes dancing over the marble floors like tiny galaxies. Roxanne sat at the kitchen island, fingers wrapped around a mug of black coffee, watching Arch pace the length of his living room like a caged lion.It had been three days since Victor Hale’s arrest. Three days of police interviews, board meetings that ran until dawn, and news cycles that chewed up Montenegro Inc. like it was yesterday’s trash. CEO’S SCANDALOUS AFFAIR WITH TOP ENGINEER blared one headline. SABOTAGE PLOT EXPOSES CORPORATE BETRAYAL screamed another.Arch paused by the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline—his skyline, dotted with cranes and half-finished towers that now felt like targets. He ran a hand through his hair, leaving it more tousled than usual. The cut on his temple was healing, but the bruise around his eye was still a deep purple.“You should eat something,” Roxanne said, pushing a plate of scrambled
One True Love CHAPTER 21: SHADOWS OF SABOTAGE
Roxanne McBeal had always trusted numbers more than people. Steel beams, stress ratios, torque limits—those were predictable. Human motives were not.That was why the anonymous message burning on her phone screen made her blood go cold.Stay away from him.She slipped the device into her pocket, fingers trembling as the words replayed in her mind. Around her, the construction site roared back to life after the near-catastrophe—sirens wailed, radios crackled, and boots crunched across concrete and shattered steel. But all Roxanne could hear was the echo of Arch Montenegro’s voice from moments earlier, the intensity of his kiss still alive on her lips like a memory she couldn’t erase.That kiss should never have happened.Arch was the CEO of Montenegro Developments—billionaire, visionary, and her direct superior. She was the firm’s lead structural engineer, brought in for her brilliance, not her heart. But when the inspection beam failed and sent debris raining down like a storm of kniv
One True Love CHAPTER 20: FRACTURED LINES
Roxanne McBeal gripped the steering wheel of her SUV as she navigated the predawn streets toward the Montenegro Inc. construction site. The clock on the dashboard glowed 5:15 AM, and the chill seeping through the vents clawed at her skin despite the heater blasting on high. She'd barely slept, her mind replaying yesterday's charged encounter with Arch Montenegro;the way his piercing blue eyes had held hers a fraction too long during the project review meeting, the subtle brush of his fingers against hers when passing a blueprint. Routine inspection, she repeated like a mantra. Just verify the foundation pours before the crew clocks in. But her pulse thrummed in her ears, betraying the lie. This wasn't routine. Not with him.The site sprawled on the outskirts of the city, a colossal beast of progress amid the foggy industrial sprawl. Chain-link fences topped with razor wire encircled the perimeter, fluttering with faded warning signs that whipped in the wind. Floodl
One True Love CHAPTER 19: (Closer Than Business)
CHAPTER — Closer Than BusinessRoxanne arrived at the Montenegro Inc. headquarters earlier than usual, a mixture of nerves and anticipation twisting her stomach. The office smelled faintly of coffee and polished wood;comforting and familiar, yet charged with something else today. Something she couldn’t name.She straightened her blazer and smoothed her skirt, telling herself again and again: it’s just business. Nothing else matters.She passed the glass-walled boardroom and paused. Inside, the table was already set for the day’s meeting. Laptops hummed quietly. Notepads were open. Coffee cups lined the edge like sentries waiting for orders.And at the head of the table, naturally, was Arch.He didn’t look up immediately, too engrossed in the papers in front of him. But the moment he sensed her presence, his head lifted, and their eyes met.That familiar pull hit her chest. The same pull from the site visit. The almost-kiss. The brush of his thumb on her wris
One True Love CHAPTER 18: PRETENDING NOTHING HAPPENED
Roxanne sat at her desk, tapping the tip of her pencil against the architectural plans she had spread across the table. The office was unusually quiet, save for the occasional click of keyboards and the hum of the air conditioning. Everything was supposed to be normal. She told herself that a hundred times already. But her mind kept drifting back to the Montenegro Inc. site visit.The way his hand had hovered at her waist, the way his eyes had searched hers, the almost-kiss she could still feel pressing at the edge of her memory — it was impossible to erase.And yet, she was professional. She reminded herself. She was an architect. He was the CEO. Business first, everything else later.She straightened the plans on her table and forced herself to focus.Then, the door opened, and Arch entered.He moved through the room with his usual calm authority, but there was something in the tilt of his jaw, the tightness in his shoulders, that betrayed him. He looked at h
One True Love CHAPTER 17: LINES HARD TO CROSS
The elevator ride to the top floor felt longer than usual.Roxanne’s fingers tightened around the rolled-up blueprint tubes in her arms as the digital numbers climbed. She kept her eyes forward, pretending her pulse wasn’t betraying her — pretending she didn’t remember everything that happened days ago.The silence.The closeness.The mistake neither of them has dared to name.When the elevator doors slid open, the familiar cool scent of Arch’s office floor greeted her — clean, sharp, laced with something earthy and expensive. His scent. His world.She swallowed hard.“Professional,” she whispered to herself. “You’re here to work. Nothing more.”Her heels clicked softly against marble as she approached the double glass doors of the CEO’s office.The frosted nameplate read: ARCHIMEDES LAURENZ MONTENEGRO.CEO.Her boss.Her almost.She knocked once.“Come in,” his voice called.Deep. Controlled. Too calm.She pushed the door open.Arch was
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