The Single Tycoon

ed in her mind like a sentence, a point of no return, a last moment before she finally crossed the threshold of this world that

g with bright colors, but in a way that never seemed to clash with the surrounding luxury. The polished marble floor echoed his footsteps, and every piece of furniture s

bathed in a soft light, a warm glow that contrasted with the cold outside of the city. Maximilien was al

fixed on the lights of the city, as if he was waiting for her t

ithout turning around, h

o feel offended or simply grateful that he hadn't tried t

had some unfo

a slight smile played on his lips, but he said nothing. He just watched her, sizing her up, as if he were t

st, moving away from the window, the invitation al

down opposite her, his gaze calculating and intense. He didn't seem to be in a hurry, not even a little. On the contrary, he

the table, then crossed his

a pact. You know what you're getting into. N

at was coming next. She had wanted this meeting, she had wanted it more than anything, but now

am offering you is more than a business arrangement. It is control, a bond that goes bey

Maximilian would be so direct, so cold in his approach. He spoke with the same assurance he br

knew she couldn't go back. She was already here, in thi

ed in a lower voice, in spite of herself defyi

ight in front of her, close enough for her to feel his breath, but not touching her.

ion. You take me or you leave. But leave without a cent, without any future. In this wor

hains that imprisoned her a little more. But strangely, she didn't feel fear. No. Sh

were probing every corner of her soul, every fear hidden

n turn, with a quick movement, finding herself

t what you offer me, but on my terms. You can offe

his hands settled on her hips, almost brushing them. He was so close that she could feel

member, Sofia, in this world, freedom has a price. And t

owards her, his lips brushing her ear, and

re no longer fr

wild urgency, as if this kiss were a hold, a claim. She let him do it, hesitant at first, then, little by little, carried a

She hadn't planned for this. She hadn't planned for this all-consuming passion that seemed to be born from a simple tou

nd defiance, a night where boundaries blurred, where the intensity of the moment erased everything she had thought she knew about he