Elena’s breath hitched, though she forced a laugh to cover it. “You sound very sure of yourself.”“I am.” His gaze burned, unyielding. “Because in this game, Elena, the house always wins. And I am the house.”The car swerved slightly as the driver glanced nervously in the mirror, catching the heat between them. Roman’s eyes snapped forward, his tone sharp. “Eyes on the road.”The driver jerked his gaze away, throat bobbing.The silence that followed was electric. Elena crossed her legs deliberately, her skirt sliding higher, as though to remind Roman that she wasn’t one to be caged.He noticed. Oh, he noticed. His jaw tightened, his hands clenching against his thighs. But he didn’t touch her. The Thorne tower loomed closer, its glass façade glittering in the late afternoon sun, a monument to his empire. Roman leaned forward slightly, his voice smooth and final.“Get ready, Elena. Because once you step into that office, there’s no turning back.”Her smirk returned, though her pulse r
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