Claimed by the Billionaire Tycoon

fic. Inside, Adrian Steele sat in the backseat, one hand gripping his phone, the other tapping impatiently against the lea

" His voice was sm

at your office within the hour," his assi

been efficient-until she made the mistake of trying to seduce him, thinking she could charm her way

check came

... well, let's just say, an unfortunate situation, she's decided to tr

ed? That's never stopped any

st social workers in the city. Had a reputation for fighting the system, ad

stories. "As long as she does he

d but said n

ver Fifth Avenue. Adrian stepped out, buttoning his charcoal suit jacket as he strode inside. Employees parted like the Red Sea as

vator, his mind had already moved on. Anoth

purse a little too tightly. This wasn't her world. The towering building, the perfectly dressed executiv

the luxury of hesi

ainst the polished marble floor. A receptionist glanced up from

am

'm the new execu

second-something between curiosity and pity-but it wa

ng you. Take the eleva

rder than she wanted to admit. This job wasn't her dream, but it w

th a whisper. As the numbers climbed higher, she inhaled deeply, s

ke she was walking stra

ly had time to take in her surroundings before

're

ped toward the so

an S

ark-haired, sharp-jawed, with piercing gray eyes that pinned her in place. He exuded power-not jus

Actually, I'm fi

pression. "Interesting. Most people in

r chin. "Most p

through his eyes-amusement?

hands. "Tessa Maddox. Former social worker.

nd her back, keeping her p

d toward the chair in f

efore obeying. The chair was ridiculousl

that made her pulse skip. "You'll handle my schedule, manage my communi

gaze head-on

e. "You're bold. That's either going to ser

we'll f

d, crackling with something she couldn't name. Then, Adrian exhal

nboarding. We'll see if

sed al

rt. She had barely taken two s

thing, M

tu

able. "I don't mix business wit

but she forced a smir

across his face, and for the fir

n Steele, but she had already stepped into