The velvet cushion beneath the diamond ring felt less like an offering and more like a silk trap.Elena Vance stared at the eight-carat, emerald-cut diamond gleaming under the warm chandelier light of Le Cirque’s private dining suite. Across the mahogany table sat Julian Mercer. At twenty-nine, he was the undisputed king of the city’s corporate skyline—impeccably tailored, cold, and entirely unaccustomed to hearing the word no."It’s exquisite, Julian," Elena said, keeping her voice smooth, measured, and stripped of the hesitation clawing at her throat."It isn't just exquisite, Elena. It’s official," Julian said, his deep baritone cutting through the soft background violin music. He leaned forward, resting his strong forearms on the table. The gold links of his Patek Philippe watch caught the light. "The press release goes out at midnight. Vance Logistics is officially absorbed into the Mercer conglomerate, erasing your late father’s fifty-million-dollar debt. And in return, you bec
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