The billionaire secret scars

t so out of place sinc

dows, just like its owner, seemed to deep stare down at me like I amount to nothing but would be visualized as an ant beneath a microscope. Lucas Blackwood-the only man who could effortlessl

I was welcomed inside by crispy air, it gave me the feeling that I was walking into some kind of a high-tech freez

ckwood," I said, trying my best to maintain

still not looking up, a

," I answered, putting in much

without sparing me a glance, she handed me a strange

is before you can go in," sh

e. "What's thi

, nothing concerning Mr. Blackwood's condition should be heard outside these walls if you happe

was she trying to explain? But I knew better, I dared not to ask. The contract on

uldn't over think it, this could be one of those weird company protocol. As soon I got the papers

o, the more anerves crept up my spine. I could sense the document could put me in trouble, th

ind a giant desk. It was Lucas Blackwood-the man whose name carried everything power. The man who according to story, had managed to rise above his mates, creat

to face me. His eyes on landing on me, were sharp, very unfriendly and cold-having the appearance of a wolf watching its prey. His facial had scars

"I trust by now you might have signed the confi

ining a calm voice. I didn't know how I was able to maintai

fy one thing for you: I am allergy to failure. You want this job as you claimed, then you

d a whole lot of demons, turning him into the person he is now, and it showed both in the way he spoke, and the way he related with people. But I

ling me. The nearest chair was the one directly o

how rattled I was because of his presence. He wa

ment, his eyes not blinking a bit. "Now, tell me what motivated you to come here, wha

an't afford to mess it up. T

cious works in high-pressure environments had prepared me to take any task, and I am convinced that I can keep up. I have the experience, and I'm I'm afra

ir, piecing me with his cold gaze. He didn't make any effort to speak, in

. "Everyone who manages to enter through that door assumes they're a special breed. They think they in a w

his harsh comment. Wha

regular type of businessman. I'm not ordinary, unlike others, I survived a fire that should have ended my existence. A man

searching me thoroughly for any sign of weakness. I d

advantage of your condition, Mr. Blackwoo

e given a chance. But this should be clear to you: you won't be spared any slightest mistake. I d

ave signed a death warrant by agreeing to the terms of the conf

ng condition, and I doubt I would last more than a day. If I decide to stay despite everything because of my brother, will it cost me my f