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Boundaries on Fire

Author: Bless Faru
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-31 14:22:42

I should have known better than to accept his invitation.

Correction—demand. Alexander King never asked politely. He didn’t extend offers; he issued commands, draped in velvet tones that made resistance feel like a sin.

And so, here I was, seated in the passenger seat of his black Aston Martin, the city lights bleeding gold against the tinted windows, heading toward a dinner I never wanted.

“I don’t see the need for this,” I muttered, arms folded tightly across my chest.

His hands tightened around the steering wheel, the expensive leather groaning in protest. He didn’t glance my way, but his jaw flexed, the muscle ticking dangerously.

“Don’t tempt me,” he said finally, his voice low and threaded with warning.

Heat crawled up my neck, and I turned to stare out the window. The audacity of the man. He spoke as if he could actually drag me onto a plane tomorrow, fly me halfway across the world, and I’d have no choice but to follow.

And the worst part? He probably could.

“I’m not your toy,
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    I found him in his study.The heavy oak doors loomed before me, shut tight like a warning. A part of me wanted to turn back, to retreat into the cold safety of silence. But another part — the fiercer part that Isabella had awakened with her venom — refused to let her win.I pushed the doors open without knocking.Alexander stood by the window, framed in pale moonlight, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a glass of whiskey. His reflection glimmered in the glass pane — tall, broad, immovable. He didn’t turn when I entered.“You’re brave,” he said, his voice low, dangerous, “or foolish, to come here without being summoned.”My breath caught, but I steadied it. “You left me no choice.”He finally turned, his eyes locking onto mine. They were unreadable, cold and sharp like shards of ice. “Everyone has a choice, Elena. You chose poorly tonight.”“I didn’t betray you.” My voice trembled, but I held his gaze. “I never would.”He sipped his drink, slow and deliberate, as though weighi

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    The dining room had never felt so vast, so suffocating, so cold. Chandeliers glittered overhead, casting light across polished silver and crystal glasses, but I couldn’t focus on any of it. The air was thick, humming with tension that seemed to coil around my throat.I stood in the doorway, my pulse pounding, while Isabella sipped her wine like a queen savoring her triumph.I forced my voice to stay steady. “What conversation?”Her smile deepened, sharp as glass. “The one between you and Mr. Harrington. He works in accounting, doesn’t he? Such a chatty man. He said you seemed… unusually curious about Alexander’s current negotiations.”My stomach dropped. Harrington. Yes, I’d spoken to him briefly in the hall, a polite exchange about how overwhelming the company’s affairs must be. But it had been harmless. Nothing more than small talk.Isabella leaned forward, her eyes glinting. “Of course, curiosity is one thing. But asking about numbers, about projected deals? That sounds less like c

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    I had always thought silence was my safest refuge. Growing up in a house where raised voices were rare, I learned quickly that stillness could shield you from storms. But silence with Alexander King was different. It wasn’t safety. It was suffocating. It pressed against me, filled every space between us until I wanted to claw at the air just to breathe again.Our marriage had been nothing more than a contract on paper, a shield for him and a cage for me. Yet the longer I lived under his roof, the more the lines blurred between obligation and something far more dangerous.That night, I found myself in the drawing room, seated by the grand piano though I couldn’t play a single note. The firelight flickered across the polished black surface, and I stared at my reflection—my face pale, my eyes haunted.The door creaked open, and I didn’t need to look up to know it was him. His presence filled a room long before his footsteps did.“Elena,” he said, my name low and rough in his voice.I lif

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    The news broke before sunrise. My phone buzzed with alerts, and when I rolled over to check, the headline glared at me in bold letters:“King Industries Secures Hartford Mega-Deal, Outsmarts Callahan Global.”I sat up, heart pounding. The Hartford deal had been the holy grail of corporate warfare for months. Billions on the table, international influence, entire economies shifting depending on whose hand closed it. Damien had been the frontrunner—or so everyone thought. Until now.I glanced toward the balcony, where Alexander stood with his back to me, phone pressed to his ear, his voice sharp and measured. He was still in his shirt from last night, sleeves rolled up, dark hair slightly mussed, but there was no weariness in him. Only steel.“Yes,” he said curtly. “They caved. Send the terms to legal. I want the contracts signed before noon.”He hung up without a word of pleasantry. When he finally turned, his eyes found mine, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. There was something

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