"Elena, please refrain from interfering. Our training session isn't complete yet, and it's a mandatory part of our routine to engage in a ten-minute sparring match. Currently, we've only gone through eight minutes. You, of all people, are well aware of the established protocols," Kael firmly reminds Elena."Rules? What fucking rules? Assuming, of course, you don't end up endangering my sister long before that time."Kael heaves a weary sigh, he hated it when they argued. "Your sister possesses remarkable strength; she's far more capable than you might realize."Summoning an impressive surge of energy, Astrid propels her upper body gracefully off the ground, her every motion exuding a blend of grace and controlled might. The rest of her body followed in a fluid motion, her legs pushing against the ground as she rose to her feet.With tenacity in her voice, Astrid confides in Elena, "Elena, I've got this."Elena, her teeth clenched with worry, counters, "No, you can't handle this. You're

"Blaze!" Astrid's exclamation pierces the room for what felt like the umpteenth time, finally succeeding in snapping him out of his lascivious daydreams. His cheeks flushed with a telltale hue of embarrassment as his mind shifted away from its indecent reverie. A frustrated, inner expletive escapes his lips. Fuck!"What on earth were you thinking about? I've been calling out to you countless times," Astrid inquires, her gaze dropping provocatively to the bulge straining against his trousers.Inwardly, she couldn't help but label this man as a libertine. He wasn't seriously imagining screwing her? Her sly smirk conveyed her certainty that he had indulged in salacious fantasies. She leaned back in his plush office chair, crossing her enticing legs in a manner designed to taunt."You don't honestly believe I invited you to your office with the intention of having sex with you, do you?" She folds her arms and regards him, a mixture of astonishment and amusement dancing in her eyes."No? I

"What can I say? We both know it's true. I am hot! If I wasn't so hot, you wouldn't be thinking about how you are gonna survive seeing my naked body and not begging me to fuck you!"Blaze's words had a way of igniting a fierce blush on Astrid's cheeks, and she quickly stammers, "I'm l-leaving for now. See you later!"She hurriedly exited the office, closing the door behind her with a gentle yet hurried touch. Leaning against the closed door, her heart raced, and she nervously bit her lower lip. Her hand, still clutching the doorknob, seemed to be the only thing keeping her grounded.Astrid's mind was in turmoil as she contemplated the challenges that lay ahead. The mere thought of sharing a home with a man as incredibly attractive as Blaze made her pulse quicken. Her vivid imagination conjured images of him naked, water glistening on his chiseled physique as he emerged from the shower. Astrid envisioned his seductive wink, his hard member swaying provocatively with a tantalizing rhyth

Elias Thorne stormed into the office, his demeanor eclipsed by a whirlwind of irritation. The door swung open with an assertive slam, reverberating through the corridor. His brows furrowed in consternation, a tempest of rage clouding his typically calm countenance.The news of being replaced by a seemingly young and inexperienced figure had ignited a fire within him. Each step he took into Leo's office resonated with a mix of indignation and incredulity. His jaw clenched, and his eyes flashed with a tumultuous fervor, betraying the internal turbulence."What's this unsettling news I'm hearing, Leo? You're opting for a replacement, and not just anyone – a young woman clearly lacking in experience. I understand the company is grappling with a crisis, but do you genuinely believe someone like her can navigate us through these challenges? I've dedicated over two decades to this company. How could you make such a decision without considering my loyalty?" he demands, his tone seething with f

Post the board meeting, Astrid, fixing her intense gaze on Harper, addresses her with conviction, "The financial data doesn't lie, Harper. There's a pattern here, and your involvement is glaring. It's implausible that Elias could've embezzled such a substantial sum without your awareness. I'm inclined to believe that your involvement isn't isolated in this."Astrid maintains her penetrating stare, awaiting Harper's reply—an answer that could either validate or dismiss the brewing suspicions.Harper, striving for composure, stumbles in her response, "Ma'am, I… I'm not sure what you're insinuating. I handle a multitude of transactions, and discrepancies are an inherent aspect of the job.""Harper, these discrepancies transcend mere mistakes. There's a discernible pattern, a string of transactions that conspicuously benefit both you and Elias. I need the unvarnished truth from you, Harper, before this situation spirals out of control. I chose to address this with you initially, opting for