Todos los capítulos de Yours to Keep, Daddy: MM Taboo collection : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

The grand ballroom of the Plaza Hotel was a glittering sea of black silk, white satin, and dazzling crystal chandeliers. The annual Vance & Sterling Media Gala was the premier event of the quarter, drawing hundreds of high-profile media executives, foreign investors, and celebrity partners into a single, opulent space. Orchestrating such an event required months of grueling effort, and Matthew had personally overseen every detail—from the seating arrangements to the floral centerpieces—ensuring that the company’s public face remained flawless.Tonight, however, maintaining absolute professionalism was a formidable challenge.Matthew stood near the perimeter of the room, looking immaculate in a tailor-made charcoal tuxedo with a black silk bow tie. His posture was upright, his expression polite and serene as he tracked the flow of high-net-worth guests. Yet despite the grand orchestra playing softly in the background and the steady hum of elite networking, his mind was utterly consumed

The transatlantic flight to London had been nine hours of grueling, high-altitude restraint. Surrounded by senior executives and foreign delegates in the private first-class cabin, Saint and Matthew had been forced into absolute corporate orthodoxy. Not a single lingering touch, no illicit glances across the aisle, and certainly no explicit digital messages sent over the commercial Wi-Fi network. By the time the town car pulled up to the grand, rain-slicked entrance of The Connaught in Mayfair, the repressed tension between them had reached a critical mass.Under the guise of maintaining maximum productivity during the high-stakes European merger negotiations, Saint had instructed the concierge to book two executive suites on the top floor—connected by a heavy, soundproof mahogany double door.The moment the bellhop delivered the luggage, collected his tip, and closed the hallway door, Saint walked over to the connecting threshold, unlocked both heavy brass deadbolts, and threw the ad

The high-stakes corporate victory over Sterling-Apex had filled the upper floors of Vance & Sterling Media with a lingering, restless energy. In the aftermath of the failed takeover, the office was under a microscope. Internal compliance officers, PR consultants, and junior associates hovered constantly near the executive suite, eager to ride the wave of Saint Vance’s triumph.In the midst of this heightened scrutiny, the digital tightrope Saint and Matthew walked grew thinner by the day.It happened on a rainy Tuesday afternoon. The quarterly financial post-mortem had just wrapped, leaving Saint’s office thick with the heavy scent of espresso and rain hitting the glass panorama. Matthew was standing near the edge of the marble desk, gathering signed affidavits into a leather folder.Saint stood less than a foot away. Under the guise of double-checking a signature page, Saint reached out, his long fingers casually sliding under Matthew’s silk tie, tugging it slightly toward his chest.

The peace they had built within the quiet walls of Tribeca shattered at 6:15 AM on a freezing November morning.Matthew was setting up the executive conference room, lining up water glasses and fresh notepad pads for the morning investment committee, when the news broke across every major financial network. A disgruntled former senior strategist, fired two months prior for financial negligence, had retaliated against Vance & Sterling Media. He had dumped hundreds of gigabytes of confidential internal files, preliminary merger drafts, and unredacted executive communications onto an open-source whistleblower platform.By 7:00 AM, the eighty-fifth floor was in a state of absolute emergency.Media vans lined the street eighty-five floors below, their satellite dishes aimed at the sky like predatory birds. The legal department flooded the floor, flanked by external crisis management consultants and independent forensic IT teams clad in dark suits. The leaks contained proprietary financial

The forensic audit cleared Vance & Sterling Media of systemic negligence, but the public relations fallout from the leaked internal documents was a slow-burning fire that refused to die. Shareholder confidence teetered on a knife’s edge, and financial news networks dissected the firm’s executive governance on a daily cycle. To appease institutional investors and stabilize the stock price, the board of directors demanded a comprehensive, top-to-bottom corporate restructuring.The weight of this monumental task fell entirely upon Saint Vance.For three relentless weeks, Saint was thrust into the center of a corporate pressure cooker. The board, composed of conservative, risk-averse billionaires and hedge fund representatives, was bloodthirsty. They demanded layoffs, aggressive budget slashes, and structural realignments that threatened to gut the company's core divisions. Saint found himself fighting a grueling two-front war: preserving the integrity of the firm he had spent years build