Late at night on the executive floor, the office is empty… except for them. She’s legal counsel, sharp, unshakable, the woman hired to say no to him. He’s the CEO who never hears that word from anyone else. They almost crossed a line once, in the dark heat of his office, pressed too close against a desk that still remembers the shape of her body.
Now he returns her stolen pen, sits in the chair where she should be, and lays rules on the table like terms in a contract neither should accept. He wants honesty. She wants control. They both want what they shouldn’t touch.
In boardrooms and whispered meetings, tension simmers beneath strategy and paperwork. Every glance is loaded. Every breath is a dare.
No witnesses. No confessions. Just the promise of a kiss she hasn’t asked for… yet.
