Mag-log in"You've already asked him the question. If he intends to answer, he will do so without you standing over him." I hated that his reasoning made sense. I lowered the blade but kept it in my hand. "Fine." Ivan turned toward one of his men. "Search him. Take anything he carries, and make sure he ca
For one brief second, neither of us moved. Then he reacted. He jerked his head sideways and drove his elbow backward, catching me near the ribs. Pain shot through my side, but I refused to release him. I pulled him away from the desk, trying to keep the blade between us as he twisted violently in
Aveline’s POV ~ MIDNIGHT ~ The only sound in my study is the soft tapping of my fingers against the keyboard as I review the documents on my laptop. It is almost midnight, and I still have several reports to finish before morning. I reach for my glass of water when a faint noise comes from somew
It is how I have always operated. Information is power. Secrets become weaknesses when the wrong person discovers them, and I have survived long enough to understand the value of knowing what other people want to hide. Yet the thought of pushing further leaves an unpleasant feeling in my chest. I
He places everything on my desk before taking the chair opposite mine. "The energy agreement requires only a few adjustments," he explains. "Novak's legal team wants additional protection against sudden changes in supply costs, while our side is requesting stronger guarantees regarding payment sche
Ivan's POV My flight to Moscow is scheduled for ten in the morning, but at eight thirty, I am still sitting in my hotel suite with a cup of untouched coffee beside me and a file open on the table. The file has nothing to do with the energy contract waiting for my approval. It contains information







