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—Dan Brown. My pulse raced in my ears, the reminder of last night and this morning flashing in my mind. The longing I had to feel him. To taste him to let him pound me. His voice echoed in my head. ‘Some desires should be pursued, regardless of societal repercussions.’ “Enough” I snapped at myself, shaking my head. Fear. Desire? That was all nonsense. I wasn't afraid, nor did I desire him and I wasn't avoiding him for either reason. I was just making the rational choice for my future. It was survival, logic. Nothing more.

rather lose the job than work for someone she had a one night stand with. From the way he was teasing her, she knew it would be a very bad idea to work for him. Chris’s expression didn’t change, but she caught the way his jaw tensed slightly. He stared at her, his blue eyes glinting with something unreadable as he covered the space between them. Emma could feel her heart skip a beat as he approached and without meaning to, she took a step back. For every step she took backward, Christopher took one step closer until her back hit the wall. Seeing that she was cornered, Emma swallowed, feeling her body warm up under his scrutiny. “Why?” he asked, his voice softer now but no less intense. “Why

I said, and they looked at me in disbelief. "Why, Amaka? Are you trying to protect the bastard just because he's the father of your child?" Maureen and her mother asked me in unison. "No, not that. He's the CEO of J.E. Global. You cannot just have him locked up. No, that cannot happen," I told them. Maureen laughed at first. "Wait, so you care more about his reputation? Did you forget how your family threw you out and you were mocked, with no one to care for you? Did you think your own reputation was admired or tainted then?" Maureen asked, and I shook my head in tears.

Kaina big eyes widened in pure shock "get married to Ryan? The multi billionaire? The most famous model in the country? The greatest playboy of the century? A man that has slept with almost all the female employees in the company? Kaina asked herself and staggered backwards a bit in shock. Then ma katrina's voice brought her back to reality "from today, you will be his personal secretary" she concluded her plans. Ryan's face darkened as he listened to his grandma "my personal secretary is Gideon mom! I cant change him" he grumbled. "Don't forget am the chairwoman of this company.......i can remove you anytime" she mused with a wicked grimace at him. As Ryan heard this, his face softened. He

THIRD PERSON POV The only one who seemed pleased with the kiss was the diligent photographer. On the sidelines, the employees were frozen in shock, jaws hit the floor, and the set erupted in booming whispers. But the one who was affected the most wore a tight smile. The CEO was a master of disguise, and now he masked his emotions with acute professionalism. He couldn’t make a scene here, not in front of so many witnesses. No, he had to protect his image. So for now, he bit his tongue behind a grin, his knuckles whitening as he tucked his fists in his pockets. It took him everything to tear his gaze away from the scene, nodding his head as Aurelia’s boss gave him information he could care les

“Then let’s go down together.” The elevator dinged. Penthouse floor. He didn’t let go—not at first. He kept me close, eyes burning with a promise, a curse. The second the assistant’s voice snapped through the intercom, he finally released me. He fixed his suit, shut his real self away, left only the CEO mask for the outside world. “Fix your lipstick, wife,” he said, cold as ice. “We’ve got an empire to win.”

“If Crane drags you into his world, I won’t be able to protect you.” Her heart skipped. “Protect me? Or protect yourself?” His eyes flickered—just briefly, but enough for her to see it. Pain. Regret. Something human behind the mask of the cold CEO. Before she could ask, he stepped back, walls slamming shut around him once more. “Go inside,” he ordered. “And for once, Elena, do as I say.” She should have obeyed. But as she turned toward the door, she knew this wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning. Because Damian Cross wasn’t the only one hiding secrets.

A handwritten note was tucked inside, Reggie’s script again. A chance to dress up. Escape. Be whoever we want for one night. Dominic’s one of my oldest business partners. He is discreet and understands privacy. I thought… maybe we could go together. You and me. Cassie looked up at him, pulse kicking. “A masquerade?” He nodded. “It is a safe high-society. The masks mean no names, no faces unless you want them seen. I know it’s a different world, my world and it might be overwhelming but I want you there with me, not as arm candy. As my girlfriend.”

And I had walked right into the center of this one, lured by the promise of freedom, only to realize the cage was lined with silk that fit me perfectly. “Why?” I asked. I needed to know what he was hiding. I needed to know why a man like him would go to these lengths for a woman like me. For a second, the mask slipped. I thought he might actually tell me about the night at the hotel, or why he could not leave New York. I saw a flicker of something raw in his eyes, something that looked like obsession. But then, the CEO returned. “You needed a way out,” he said, his voice back to its controlled and safe baseline. “And I offered it. I do not leave my investments to chance.”

"Right before I started working with you, I heard that you were a strict person but as I'm getting closer to you, I find out that you're actually a nice man and I think you deserve a woman by your side…. Talking about this, can you tell me the reason why you're putting on a mask? I knew that you were lying to my parents earlier about having a wound on your face" Hearing her words, I feel like telling her everything about me and revealing my identity to her but I figured out that she might take it in a harsh way. "If truly you have no scar on your Face then why can't you open it for the world to see. I'm curious to see how you look". I sighed deeply on hearing her words. "Well, I'm doing this