BEYOND THE FACADE.

BEYOND THE FACADE.

C.C.Heomachi

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BEYOND THE FACADE In a world built on power, appearances, and silence-one woman must decide what she's really willing to risk. When Olivia steps into the elite skyscraper of Haze & Co., she knows the rules: stay sharp, stay quiet, and stay useful. But working for the cold and commanding CEO, Hayes, quickly becomes more than just a job-it's survival. Each day pulls her deeper into high-stakes contracts, billion-dollar decisions, and secrets too dangerous to question. And just when she thinks she's finding her rhythm, a stranger from a forgotten night reappears in the heart of the company-with a scar she remembers and answers he refuses to give. As past and present collide, Olivia realizes she's not just a witness to something bigger-she might be the target. Power plays. Sharp heels. Bitter coffee. And a mystery that refuses to stay buried. Welcome to the other side of the glass. Welcome Beyond the Facade.And know that there is always a mask behind every facade.

Chapter 1 Midnight Call

CHAPTER ONE

Olivia Reed sat at the edge of her cramped apartment bed, gently rubbing her aching feet. The moment she kicked off her heels, her phone buzzed.

Her stomach twisted.

She didn't need to check the caller ID. She already knew.

"Yes, sir?" she answered, voice barely above a whisper.

"Come to the penthouse. Now."

Click.

No room for hesitation. No questions. Just orders.

She swallowed her exhaustion, grabbed her coat, and stepped into the freezing dark.

The mansion loomed like a warning.

Tall iron gates. A driveway too long.

The kind of silence money buys.

Inside, the scent of Chanel No. 5 and spilled wine clung to the air.

A woman lounged on the velvet couch, her silk robe slipping off one shoulder. A glass of red dangled lazily between her fingers.

Her gaze dragged across Olivia like she was an unwanted draft.

"Took you long enough," she murmured. "Go get a refill."

Olivia stiffened. "We're out, ma'am."

The woman tilted her head, a slow smile curling her lips.

"Then go get more."

Olivia blinked. "It's one in the morning."

The smile vanished. The voice dropped.

"Are you refusing a simple errand?" She leaned forward, her tone like velvet over glass. "You know what's at stake, don't you?"

Olivia turned toward Hayes, searching for any sign of backup.

He didn't even look at her.

"You heard her, Rose. Get the wine."

"...It's Olivia."

This time, his gaze lifted. Cool. Calculated.

Then, he smiled.

"Then get the wine, Rose."

Finding the wine was hell.

The first shop's bell jingled softly as she pushed open the door, breath fogging in the cold.

She muttered the name of the wine.

"We're out," the man said without even glancing up.

The second store wasn't better. The cashier looked confused.

"Never heard of it."

The third one-finally-an older man behind the counter raised a brow.

"You're searching for that now? At this hour?"

She nodded. He sighed.

"Five blocks south. Take a left. You'll see it."

By the time she returned, bottle in hand, her fingers had gone numb. Her coat clung to her like frost.

She stepped inside.

Silence.

Hayes was asleep. So was the woman.

She stood there.

The bottle heavy in her hand. Her jaw tight. Her heart hammering.

All that-for this.

She turned and walked back out. No words. Just frost and fury.

The streets were too quiet.

She tugged her coat closer, eyes scanning the dark. That's when she saw them.

Five men.

Lingering in a side alley. Watching.

Her steps quickened. She kept her head down.

But she could feel it. Their eyes. Like fingers against her skin.

Then-

A black car rolled up beside her.

Tinted windows. Low, slow motion.

The window dropped an inch. A man's voice floated out.

"Need a ride?"

She didn't look. Didn't stop.

"No, thank you."

The car kept crawling.

"You sure?"

She clutched her bag tighter. "I'm fine."

Her heart thudded as she walked past the alley-

And froze.

One of the men had his hand wrapped around a girl's wrist.

She couldn't have been more than sixteen.

The girl's eyes were wide with silent terror, her mouth forming words she couldn't speak.

Olivia kept walking.

She didn't see it. She didn't.

Except-she did.

She turned back to the car.

Knocked once on the glass.

The man inside raised a brow. "Changed your mind?"

"...Yes. Please."

She climbed in. Shut the door.

The car purred forward, swallowing the silence.

Inside, the leather was cool. The air smelled of cologne-and something metallic.

The man at the wheel didn't say much. She saw the edge of a tattoo peek from beneath his sleeve as he turned.

"Coming from a party?" he asked finally.

Olivia gave a tired laugh. "Work."

That was all. He nodded once.

When she reached home, the car eased away. No words. No goodbye. Just quiet.

She stepped toward her door. Her body ached. Her head spun.

Her phone buzzed.

Hayes.

She answered.

"You got the wrong flavor of wine." No hello. No thanks. Just venom.

Olivia's jaw clenched. "I was lucky to find any at all."

"It's wrong. Fix it."

She stared at her screen.

Then brought the phone to her ear.

"Hello? Hello? Ugh... bad reception-"

And hung up.

Just like that.

She waited.

No call back. No message. Nothing.

Good.

With that, Olivia went to bed.

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