LOGINElliot's POV
PR released their statement by noon. I read it on my phone while sitting at my desk trying to look normal even though nothing felt normal anymore. "Mr Blackwood and Mr Hayes are close colleagues who share a professional working relationship. Any suggestion otherwise is false and irresponsible." The statement did not help. Within an hour every business news site was talking about it. Some said the denial proved something was going on. Others posted more photos from the dinner zooming in on every look and touch between us. My phone would not stop buzzing with notifications. "Ignore it," Aiden said when he walked past my desk. "They will move on to something else by next week." But they did not move on. By Monday morning three different talk shows were discussing whether a CEO dating his assistant was unprofessional. A blogger wrote a whole article about power dynamics in the workplace using us as an example even though nothing had actually happened between us. Rachel from PR came to Aiden's office looking exhausted. I could hear them talking through the door. "You need to do an interview," she said. "A proper one where you address this directly. The silence is making it worse." "Fine," Aiden said, sounding annoyed. "Set it up." Two days later Aiden was scheduled for a live interview on Business Today which was a show that CEOs went on to talk about their companies. I watched from my desk because the whole office was watching on their computers. The interviewer was a woman named Sandra Chen who smiled too much. She asked Aiden normal questions about Blackwood Tech for the first ten minutes then her smile got bigger. "Let's talk about the photos that have been circulating," Sandra said. "You and your assistant Elliot Hayes were photographed at a business dinner looking quite close. Can you comment on your relationship?" Aiden's face stayed calm but I could see his jaw tighten. "Elliot is my assistant. We work together." "But the photos suggest something more," Sandra pushed. "Your hand on his back. The way you look at each other." "The photos show two colleagues at a business dinner," Aiden said. "Nothing more." "Some people are questioning whether it's appropriate for a CEO to be so close with an assistant," Sandra said. "What do you say to those concerns?" Aiden leaned forward and his eyes got hard. "I say those people should mind their own business. Elliot Hayes is invaluable to me and to this company. He is smart and hardworking and frankly better at his job than most of the executives I employ. If people want to create drama where there is none that says more about them than it does about us." My face felt hot listening to him defend me like that on live television. Sandra looked surprised by how firm he was being. "So you are saying definitively that there is nothing romantic between you two?" she asked. "I am saying my personal life is not up for discussion," Aiden said. "Next question." Sandra moved on but the damage was done. Defending me that strongly just made people more convinced something was going on. Social media exploded with clips of Aiden calling me invaluable. People analyzed his tone and his body language and decided he was obviously lying about us just being colleagues. I put my head in my hands because this was a nightmare. My phone rang showing Liam's number but I declined it, the last thing I needed was my brother calling to say he saw me on the news. Aiden came back to the office an hour later looking angry. He went straight to his office then slammed the door which he never did. I waited a few minutes before knocking. "Come in," he said. I walked in to find him staring at his computer with his jaw clenched. "Are you okay?" I asked. "My father just called," he said without looking at me. "He wants me to come to dinner tonight. With you." My stomach dropped. "What?" "He saw the interview," Aiden said, then finally looked at me. "He wants to meet the person causing all this trouble." "I should not go," I said. "That will just make things worse." "He was not asking," Aiden said. "He was demanding. If I do not bring you he will come here." I sat down in the chair across from his desk because my legs felt weak. Meeting Richard Blackwood was the last thing I wanted to do. From everything Aiden told me his father was cold, controlling and cared more about the company than anything else. "Okay," I said quietly. "I will go." Aiden looked at me for a long moment. "You do not have to." "Yes I do," I said. "This is my fault. I should not have gone to that dinner." "Do not say that," Aiden said sharp. "You did nothing wrong." But it felt like I did everything wrong. I should have kept my distance. I should have been more careful. Now the whole world was watching us and Aiden's father was getting involved and everything was spinning out of control. My phone buzzed again but this time it was an unknown number. I looked at the screen to see a text that made my blood go cold. "Your family is not the only one looking for you." Across town in her office Vivian sat watching the interview on her laptop. She had already watched it three times because each time got better. Aiden defending his little assistant so strongly was perfect. It proved what she already knew which was that Aiden cared about Elliot way more than he should. She picked up her phone then opened the text thread with the private investigator she hired. He had sent her some interesting information about Elliot Hayes or whoever he really was because that was definitely not his real name. "Keep digging," she typed. "I want everything." She hit send then smiled at her computer screen where Aiden's face was frozen mid sentence defending Elliot. This was going better than she planned. Soon she would have enough information to destroy both of them. Her phone buzzed with a response. "Found something big. Call me." Vivian's smile got wider. Finally things were going her way.Elliot's Pov We left the restaurant around ten and walked down the street with no real destination. The city was busy with people going out and cars honking and the usual noise but it felt quiet between us. Aiden walked close enough that our arms brushed sometimes and every time we touched I felt sparks. The wine had relaxed me and the conversation at dinner had opened something inside me that I had been trying to keep closed. "Thank you for dinner," I said. "Thank you for coming." "I almost said no." "I know. I am glad you did not." We walked for blocks and talked about nothing important. Movies we wanted to see and books we had read and places we wanted to travel. Easy conversation that felt natural and right. Then it started to rain and at first it was just a few drops but within seconds it was pouring. People around us ran for cover and Aiden grabbed my hand. "My apartment is two blocks away," he shouted over the rain. "Let us go." We ran through the streets
Aiden's Pov I could not stop thinking about what happened in the elevator. The way Elliot looked at me and the way he said he could not tell me to move back because he did not want me to. That had to mean something and that had to mean he still wanted this as much as I did. I spent all evening thinking about it and by the time I went to bed I had made a decision. I was going to take a risk and I was going to ask Elliot to dinner. The next morning I got to the office early and practiced what I would say. I must have written and deleted ten different versions of the same email before I finally just walked to his office. Elliot was at his desk reading through contracts. He looked up when I knocked and I could see surprise in his eyes. "Do you have a minute?" "Yeah. Come in." I walked in and closed the door behind me. My heart was beating so fast I thought he could probably hear it. "What is it?" Elliot asked. "I wanted to ask you something." "Okay." "Would you hav
Elliot's Pov I dreamed about Aiden that night and in the dream we were back in his office working late like we used to. But this time when I handed him papers our fingers touched and instead of pulling away he pulled me closer. He kissed me hard and pushed me against the desk and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands were everywhere and I could not breathe and I did not want to breathe because this felt too good to stop. "I never stopped wanting you," he said against my lips. "Then do not stop now." He kissed me deeper and I felt his hands slide under my shirt and his touch was fire on my skin. I wanted more and I wanted everything and I wanted him. I woke up hot and gasping and my heart was racing. The sheets were tangled around my legs and I was covered in sweat. I looked at the clock and it was only five in the morning. I lay there staring at the ceiling and trying to calm down. It was just a dream but it felt so real. I could still feel his hands on me and his lips o
Aiden's Pov The crisis got worse the next morning when I walked into the office and saw Elliot pacing in his office on the phone. His face was tight and his voice was sharp and I knew something bad had happened. I waited outside until he hung up and then knocked on his door. "What is wrong?" "Anderson Corp wants to pull their contract." "What? Why?" "They heard about the embezzlement investigation and they are worried about working with us." Anderson Corp was our biggest client and they brought in almost twenty percent of our annual revenue. Losing them would be a disaster. "When did they call?" "Ten minutes ago. They want a meeting this afternoon to discuss terminating the contract." "Can we stop them?" "I do not know. But we have to try." Elliot ran his hand through his hair and I could see panic in his eyes. This was his first real crisis as CEO and if he lost Anderson Corp the board would blame him. "We can fix this," I said. "How?" "We make a plan. We show them that
Elliot's Pov I was packing up my things to go home when I saw the box sitting on the shelf in my office. It was the same box I brought with me when James took me back to the family house and the same box I brought when I came back to the city. I had not opened it since I became CEO because I did not want to think about that time. But now I was curious so I pulled it down and set it on my desk. Inside were the things from my old desk. The coffee mug Maya gave me and some pens and notebooks and the glass paperweight Aiden gave me after I finished a big project. I picked up the paperweight and held it up to the light. It made rainbows on the wall just like it did in my childhood bedroom and just like it did in my old apartment. Under the paperweight was a piece of paper folded in half. I did not remember putting it in the box but I picked it up and unfolded it. It was a note in Aiden's handwriting. "Good job on the quarterly report. Your analysis was excellent. Keep up the good wor
Aiden's Pov I did not sleep at all that night. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling and thinking about Elliot. The way he looked when he said working with me was killing him and the way his voice cracked when he said he was trying to forgive me. I kept replaying our conversation over and over in my head. Every word and every look and every moment when we stood too close and wanted things we could not have. At five in the morning I gave up on sleep and got out of bed. I showered and got dressed and left my apartment while it was still dark outside. The city was quiet and empty and I walked to the nearest coffee shop that was open. I ordered my usual black coffee and then I thought about Elliot. He always got a vanilla latte with extra foam. I remembered because I used to watch him drink it every morning when he was my assistant. Before I could stop myself I ordered a vanilla latte with extra foam. The barista gave me a weird look because I was holding two cups but she did no
Elliot's POV I caught up to Aiden in his office where he was throwing things into a cardboard box. Files and photos and awards he had earned over the years all getting tossed in without any care. His hands were shaking but his face was stone. "Aiden," I said from the doorway. He didn't look up.
Vivian's POV I walked into Richard Blackwood's office at exactly eleven thirty carrying my leather folder with all the information I needed to destroy his son. His secretary tried to stop me but Richard waved her away and told her to close the door behind her. "You're early," Richard said from be
Elliot's POV The office felt different when we walked in. Everyone was whispering and looking at us then looking away fast when we noticed. News about the board vote must have spread already because people kept their heads down when Aiden walked past. I went straight to my desk while Aiden headed
Elliot's PovI sat on my bed staring at the wall and counting the flowers on the wallpaper. There were forty three of them and I had counted them five times already because I had nothing else to do. My room felt smaller than I remembered and the air was too thick and I could not breathe right.It h







