Mystery Man's POV"Damn it… those bastards…"I fumbled for my key card with trembling fingers to get inside before the drug raging in my veins took full effect.At the party just now, they’d tried every trick to pry the next project’s plans out of me. I refused—and this was their answer.I wouldn’t let those fools off the hook. They thought sending a woman to break me would work.Pathetic. Ever since that incident, no woman had been able to tempt me. No one stirred me anymore.My assistant, Miles, stayed behind to clean up the mess. All I needed now was an ice bath.But the hallway stretched longer than I remembered. My steps faltered. 1203, 1204, 1205…And then, outside my room 1207, I saw her.A woman.She’d appeared suddenly there, hair dripping, skin damp from the pool, unsteady on her feet. Wrapped in nothing but a towel, she had looked up at me with those wide, hazy eyes.My God… she was breathtaking.Like a bee drawn helplessly to a flower, I found myself moving toward her, pow
Last Updated : 2025-04-27
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