All Chapters of Dangerous Desire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lena spent the morning learning the ropes, absorbing every detail with the precision of someone determined not to make a mistake. Alexander’s office was the hub of the company, and she quickly realized just how much he controlled. Every email he sent, every call he took, every meeting he attended seemed to ripple through the building like a carefully orchestrated symphony. And through it all, he moved with an effortless authority that made everyone else seem small in comparison.But Lena found herself stealing glances at him more often than focusing on her tasks. There was something magnetic about the way he carried himself—tall, composed, unshakable. Even when he smiled—which was rare—it held a spark that made her pulse quicken. She told herself it was purely professional curiosity. That it couldn’t be anything else.The morning passed in a blur of schedules, emails, and introductions to department heads. By the time lunch rolled around, Lena was famished and slightly frazzled. She g

The following days passed in a blur of deadlines, meetings, and long hours, yet Lena found herself looking forward to every second. Working closely with Alex was both exhilarating and exhausting. The office, usually a place of routine, had become a stage for subtle games of attention and desire. Every time he passed by her desk, brushing past her shoulder, or leaned over her to point at a file, a spark ran through her that she couldn’t ignore. She told herself it was unprofessional, that it was impossible, yet she secretly craved those fleeting touches.The tension between them was electric, charged with unspoken words and barely restrained emotions. Alex had a way of being present without saying anything, of making her feel like she was the only person in the room. Lena found herself stealing glances at him constantly—watching the way his hands moved with precision, the way his eyes flickered with thought, the way his jaw tightened when he concentrated. There was a power about him th

The night had settled over the city, the skyline glowing softly through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Knight Enterprises. The office was quiet, silent except for the soft hum of computers and the occasional distant car horn far below. Lena sat at her desk, absorbed in finishing a critical project, determined to meet the deadline despite the fatigue that weighed on her.Her fingers flew across the keyboard, but her thoughts kept drifting, as they always did, to Alex. She could still feel the ghost of his touch from the afternoon, the magnetic pull of his presence, the dangerous spark that seemed to ignite every time he was near. She told herself she was imagining it, that she was overthinking, but the heat in her chest told a different story.Then she heard it—the soft click of the office door. Her head snapped up, and there he was, stepping into the room with that quiet confidence that made her heart race.“You work too hard,” Alex said, his voice almost a whisper. But the warmth be

Sleep had abandoned Lena that night. Every time she closed her eyes, Alexander Knight appeared—sharp suit, intense grey eyes, that dangerous air of command that both thrilled and terrified her. Her normally predictable world, one she had carefully arranged for stability and control, had been flipped upside down. He had ignited something inside her she couldn’t name, a mixture of desire, fear, and fascination that left her restless.The night after their heated lunch together, he hadn’t called. He hadn’t texted. But she felt his presence everywhere, like an invisible weight pressing against her chest. In the scent of her perfume, she imagined traces of him lingering. In the echo of his voice in her memory, she could feel the dangerous pull of his attention. She tried to tell herself it was just desire, a fleeting office crush—but deep down, she knew it was far more than that.By morning, she resolved to bury herself in work, hoping the endless reports and emails would distract her from

Monday came too soon.Lena had told herself she would move on, bury the weekend and everything Alexander Knight had made her feel. But as soon as she stepped into the office, her heart betrayed her, racing at the sound of his voice echoing down the hall. Every instinct screamed at her to stay composed, to act professional, but the flutter in her chest refused to be ignored.She kept her distance all morning, working with focused intensity, but her mind kept drifting to him: the way he looked at her, the magnetic pull she couldn’t resist, the tension that had been simmering between them all week.Then, just after lunch, he called her into his office.“Close the door,” he said, not looking up from his papers.Her hands trembled slightly as she obeyed. The click of the door closing felt louder than it should have, sealing them into a world apart from the office outside. He signed the last page on his desk, placed his pen down, and finally lifted his eyes to meet hers.“Are you going to k