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Chapter 7

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last update Last Updated: 2026-02-05 14:12:44

He was trapped. Again.

 

He took a deep, shuddering breath and forced himself to think. He had to go to work. He had to act normal. He had to pretend that last night was just a one-time thing, a sordid, secret encounter that meant nothing. He had to show Adrian that he wasn’t broken, that he was still the same Leo, the good little employee.

 

It was a lie, and he knew it. But it was the only weapon he had left.

 

He left the hotel, the walk of shame a thousand times more humiliating than he had ever imagined. He took a cab back to his apartment, his head down, his hood pulled up, trying to make himself invisible. He showered again, in his own bathroom this time, and put on his work uniform, the armor of the good little employee. He chose the blue tie, his fingers trembling as he knotted it. He was a soldier going into battle, and the tie was his flag of surrender.

 

The walk to the office was the longest of his life. Every person who passed him on the street seemed to know his secret. Every car that drove by seemed to be carrying Adrian, watching him. He was a paranoid wreck, a bundle of raw nerves.

 

He arrived at Sterling & Clarke and swiped his keycard, the beep a death knell. He walked through the lobby, his head held high, his expression a carefully constructed mask of indifference. He nodded to the receptionist, smiled at a colleague in the elevator, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs.

 

He got to his desk and sat down, his hands shaking so badly he could barely type his password. He turned on his computer and stared at the screen, the familiar blueprints and spreadsheets a comforting, if temporary, distraction.

 

He was so engrossed in his work, trying to lose himself in the clean, logical world of lines and numbers, that he didn’t notice the figure approaching his desk until a shadow fell over him.

 

He looked up, his heart stopping in his chest.

 

It was Adrian.

 

He was standing there, looking impeccable in a tailored navy suit, a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked like he always did, the powerful, in-control CEO. But his eyes, when they met Leo’s, held a secret, a dark, knowing glint that made Leo’s blood run cold.

 

“Leo,” Adrian said, his voice a low, neutral tone that could have been mistaken for polite if Leo didn’t know better. “I need you to review the Henderson project plans. There are a few… discrepancies I want to discuss.”

 

He held out a thick file. Leo stared at it, his mind racing. The Henderson project. It was the biggest project the firm had ever landed, the project that could make or break his career. And Adrian was using it as a pretext.

 

He reached out a trembling hand and took the file, his fingers brushing against Adrian’s. The touch was electric, a jolt of pure, undiluted power. He could feel the eyes of his colleagues on them, could feel the unspoken questions in the air. Why was the CEO talking to a junior architect?

 

“My office,” Adrian said, his voice a low, commanding growl that was for Leo’s ears only. “Five minutes.”

 

He turned and walked away, leaving Leo sitting there, the file clutched in his hand like a lifeline. He looked around the office, at his colleagues, at the familiar surroundings of his workplace. But it all seemed different now, tainted, corrupted. This was no longer a place of work. It was a hunting ground, and he was the prey.

 

He had five minutes. Five minutes to pull himself together, to don his armor, to prepare for the next battle. He took a deep, shuddering breath and stood up, his legs feeling like they were made of lead. He walked towards Adrian’s office, the glass walls a transparent prison. He could see Adrian sitting behind his desk, a king on his throne, waiting for him.

 

He reached the door and raised his hand to knock. He knew this wasn’t about the Henderson project. This was about last night. This was about the blue tie. This was about the next command, the next promise to be fulfilled.

 

He took a final, deep breath and knocked on the door, the sound a sharp, definitive rap in the quiet of the office.

 

“Come in,” Adrian’s voice called out, a familiar, terrifying command.

 

Leo opened the door and stepped inside, closing it softly behind him. He was in the lion’s den. And the lion was waiting for him.

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