Elias Thorne does not indulge. He acquires, commands, and wins, all clean lines and locked doors, a billionaire empire built on discipline so sharp it cuts. Hiring a new assistant should be routine.
Then she walks into his office.
She is decades younger, too tempting, and absolutely off limits, yet she meets his cold expectations with steady competence and an unshakable gaze. Every day becomes a test of professionalism. Every late meeting turns into a cage made of glass and want. He tells her to keep it formal, but his attention lingers like a hand at her waist. He demands perfection, and she discovers she will do anything to earn it.
