LOGINShare
Shattered Entry
publish date:
2026-05-25 20:46:46Alex Rivera stormed through the revolving glass doors of Vale Tower at 7:42 a.m. briefcase gripped tightly like a weapon. The marble lobby shone under lights but the atmosphere already felt heavy on his chest. He had not even sat at his desk yet and the knot in his stomach told him this job might kill him before the first paycheck cleared.
"Mr. Rivera." A crisp voice cut through the morning rush. A tall woman in a tailored suit blocked his path. "Mr. Vale wants to see you away. Top floor. Do not keep him waiting."
Alexs jaw tightened. "I start at eight. My contract says orientation first." He thought to himself _What is going on here?_
The womans expression did not change. "Mr. Vale does not care what your contract says. Elevator on the left. Now." She seemed to be enjoying the power she had over him.
He exhaled sharply. Headed for the private lift. His heart was racing. He stepped inside. Watched the numbers climb. Forty floors of steel and silence. When the doors opened another assistant waited. No greetings, a quick scan of his badge before leading him down a hallway lined with floor-to-ceiling windows.
Rowan Vale stood at the end of the massive office back turned, staring over the city like it was his own. Because it was. Broad shoulders filled a cut charcoal suit. Dark hair, jawline visible even from behind. The air felt thinner here. Alex thought, _This guy seems to be in control._
"You’re late " Rowan said without turning around. His voice was low controlled. Carried the weight of absolute authority.
"I was told to start at eight " Alex replied, keeping his tone even. "If you wanted me earlier the contract should have stated it." He was trying to stand up for himself.
Rowan finally faced him. Gray eyes, silver under the lights locked onto Alex with unnerving intensity. Close the man was taller than expected presence heavier. A faint scar traced along his eyebrow barely noticeable unless you looked hard. Alex refused to look first.
"Contracts mean nothing if I decide otherwise " Rowan stated. He stepped closer invading space deliberately. "You signed on to deliver results, Rivera. Not excuses. Your predecessor lasted six weeks. Try not to break that record." Alex felt like he was being sized up.
Heat rose in Alex’s chest. "Then give me work instead of power plays before I’ve even logged in." He was getting frustrated.
A ghost of something flickered across Rowan’s face. Not quite a smile. "Bold. Most new hires tremble. You glare." He circled Alex slowly like assessing prey. "I wonder how long that fire lasts when real pressure hits."
Alex turned with him refusing to be circled. "Keep wondering.. Hand me the files and let me do the job you’re paying me for." He was trying to stay focused.
Rowan stopped directly in front of him. Close enough that Alex caught the scent of expensive cologne and something sharper underneath. Their eyes clashed again. For a second the room felt too small the silence loud.
"You have until end of day to review the campaign and find every flaw " Rowan ordered. "Present fixes in my office at seven. Fail and you walk out with nothing but the memory of wasting my time." Alex felt a surge of anxiety.
"Understood." Alex held the stare a beat longer than necessary.
As he turned to leave Rowan’s voice followed, quieter but no softer. "One more thing, Rivera. In this building loyalty is not optional. Cross me. You will regret it in ways you cannot imagine."
Alex paused at the door. "Threat noted.. I don’t scare easy." He was trying to show that he was not intimidated.
He walked out before Rowan could respond, pulse racing. The elevator ride down felt longer than the one, up. By the time he reached his assigned floor colleagues shot him glances. Someone whispered, " called upstairs? You’re either brave or suicidal."
Alex dropped into his chair. Opened the files. The Meridian project was a mess so he suspected. Hours blurred as he tore it apart notes piling up with efficiency.
At 6:45 p.m. His phone buzzed. Unknown number.
Meet me in the garage. Level B3. Now. Do not tell anyone.
No signature. Alex stared at the message. Every instinct screamed trap. Curiosity and the earlier confrontation pushed him forward. He grabbed his coat. Headed down.
The garage was dimly lit, concrete echoing his footsteps. A black car idled in the corner. Rowan stepped out jacket gone shirt sleeves rolled up.
"You came " Rowan said.
"You summoned." Alex stopped a feet away. "What is this?" He was trying to stay calm.
Rowan moved fast. In two strides he had Alex backed against a pillar one hand braced beside his head. Not touching,. Close enough the heat radiated. "You think you can speak to me like that in my building?"
Alex’s breath hitched despite himself. Anger and something electric twisted together. "I think you’re testing me. See if I’ll break." He was trying to stay strong.
Rowan’s gaze dropped to Alex’s mouth for a fraction of a second. "Maybe I am. Maybe I want to see what it takes."
The tension crackled. Alex shoved at Rowan’s chest. The man did not budge. Instead Rowan caught his wrist, grip firm yet not painful. Their faces were inches apart.
"Let go " Alex warned, voice rough.
"Make me." Rowan’s words were a challenge.
For one suspended moment Alex considered it. Punching him. Kissing him. Both felt equally possible. Instead he twisted free. Stepped sideways. "I’ll have the presentation ready. Seven sharp. Try not to waste my time."
He walked away legs steadier than he felt. Behind him Rowan’s low laugh echoed before being swallowed by concrete. Alex thought to himself _That was intense._
Latest chapter
The Cage Between Us Officially Lovers
The days following the confrontation over Julian had been a careful dance of healing and reaffirmation. Alex and Rowan moved through the penthouse with a new tenderness, the insecurity that had threatened to divide them slowly giving way to a deeper, more resilient love. The "You are not him" reassurance from Rowan had become a quiet mantra, spoken in soft kisses and late-night conversations, grounding them against the shadows Elias continued to cast. The board investigation loomed, Victor schemed in the background, and the ghost’s threats persisted, but in the quiet moments between the chaos, their bond had grown into something undeniable.That evening, the penthouse felt different. Rowan had asked Alex to meet him on the rooftop terrace after work, a private space they rarely used because of the exposure. Alex arrived as the sun dipped below the skyline, painting the city in deep oranges and purples. Rowan waited near the edge, dressed in a simple dark shirt and trousers, a small ta
The Cage Between Us Second Place
The insecurity had become a constant companion, whispering in the quiet moments between their passionate nights and late-night conversations. Alex found himself watching Rowan more closely, cataloging every glance, every careful word, every way the past seemed to linger in the present. Julian’s ghost had taken on a life of its own in Alex’s mind — the brilliant advisor, the passionate challenger, the first love who had pushed Rowan to be better in ways Alex sometimes feared he never could. The doubt Elias had planted had grown into a quiet fear: would he always be second place in Rowan’s heart?They were in the penthouse that evening, the city lights casting a soft glow across the living room. Rowan sat on the couch reviewing board documents, his brow furrowed in concentration. Alex watched him from the kitchen island, coffee cooling in his mug. The love between them remained strong — the genuine kisses, the whispered "I need you," the way their bodies came together with emotional dep
The Cage Between Us The First Love
The confrontation over Julian had left a fragile peace in the penthouse, but the air still carried the weight of unspoken truths. Alex sat on the edge of the bed the next evening, watching Rowan pace slowly in front of the windows. The city lights glittered behind him like a thousand watchful eyes, a constant reminder that Elias was out there, waiting for any crack to widen. The love between them remained strong — the genuine kisses, the whispered "I need you," the way their bodies still sought each other in the night — but the doubt Elias had planted refused to die quietly."You said you would tell me everything," Alex said quietly, breaking the heavy silence. "No more careful versions. No more protecting me from the past. Who was Julian to you? Really?"Rowan stopped pacing. He turned, gray eyes meeting Alex’s with visible pain and resolve. The man who had once commanded rooms with effortless control now stood vulnerable, shoulders slightly slumped from the emotional toll of recent
The Cage Between Us Lies About Julian
The seeds of doubt Elias had planted grew slowly but relentlessly, like cracks spreading through glass. Alex found himself watching Rowan more closely in the days after the warehouse meeting, cataloging small moments that once seemed insignificant. The way Rowan’s decisions still carried that instinctive command. The careful way he framed stories from his past. The flicker of jealousy that appeared whenever Marcus’s name came up in conversation. Love remained the dominant force — the genuine kisses, the whispered "I need you," the way their bodies came together with emotional depth — but the questions lingered in quiet moments, refusing to be silenced.They woke tangled together in the master bedroom, the morning light soft on their skin. Rowan pulled Alex closer immediately, pressing a slow, genuine kiss to his lips. "Good morning," he murmured, voice still rough with sleep. "I need you here like this every day. It keeps the rest of the world bearable."Alex returned the kiss, hands
The Cage Between Us Seeds of Doubt
The days following Alex’s meeting with Elias blurred into a tense rhythm of outward normalcy and inward turmoil. The penthouse, once a sanctuary of stolen passion and late-night confessions, now felt like a stage where Alex performed the role of the devoted partner while his mind replayed every word from that dimly lit warehouse. *You don't know Rowan at all.* The phrase had taken root like a stubborn weed, growing in the quiet moments when Rowan was not there to chase it away with a genuine kiss or a whispered "I need you."Alex stood at the kitchen island that morning, watching Rowan prepare coffee with the same precise movements he used in boardrooms. The man looked composed in his tailored shirt and slacks, but Alex saw the faint lines of exhaustion around his eyes, the way his shoulders carried the weight of the board investigation and Elias’s confirmed return. Love still burned bright between them — the emotional kisses, the tender touches, the way they clung to each other after
The Cage Between Us You Don't Know Rowan at all
The words echoed in Alex’s mind like a persistent whisper that refused to fade. *You don't know Rowan at all.* Elias had said them with such calm certainty during their warehouse meeting, his eyes gleaming with the confidence of someone who believed he held all the cards. Alex sat on the edge of the bed in the penthouse the next morning, staring at the city skyline through the windows while Rowan slept beside him. The man’s arm was still draped possessively across his waist, breath warm against his back, but the peace Alex had felt after their emotional reunion now felt fragile, cracked by the seeds of doubt Elias had so expertly planted.He slipped out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake Rowan yet. The kitchen offered no comfort as he made coffee, the routine movements doing little to silence the voice in his head. Elias had laid out dates, names, connections that aligned too neatly with what Marcus had shared. Julian’s disappearance. The offshore accounts. The way Rowan had allege
The Cage Between Us Shared Sanctuary
Alex stood in his apartment staring at the half-packed duffel bag on the bed. The bag held his clothes, a books, his laptop and the worn photo of his mother. This place never felt like home; it was a temporary stop between debts and desperation. Now with Elias breathing down their necks and cameras
The Cage Between Us Echoes of the Dead
Alex stood frozen in the penthouse bedroom. The glow of Rowans phone cast shadows on their faces. The video played on loop in his mind even after the screen went dark. Their bodies were entangled against the desk. The raw sounds were captured clearly. It was not just evidence it was a weapon. It wa
The Cage Between Us Tangled lies
Alex walked out of Rowans office his shirt a little crooked and his mind reeling. The thing about the brother had changed something between them. Trust was still a long way off. Every step he took towards the elevators felt like he was being watched. He kept his face neutral until he got to his flo
The Cage Between Us Threats
Alex did not sleep much. He could still taste Rowan on his lips. It was a sharp reminder of the man. He lay in bed staring at the ceiling of his apartment thinking about what happened in the office. He thought about the way Rowan grabbed his tie and the way their mouths crashed together. He thought
You may also like
FIRE & ICE
Mokhethea 29.8K viewsCEO'S WITCH
Autumn43.3K viewsThe Moon Goddess' Sins [BL]
Vanessa Nicole37.9K viewsThe Love of a Werewolf
Willow28.0K viewsHate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession
A608 viewsCrescent Rivals
Skymigthy pen199 viewsRun, Little Heir
AZAANA450 viewsPUCKED ON ICE
valesink635 views
