The Secret between my Ruthless Billionaire CEO Boss and I

r notepad as though it may provide some solace or some defence against the force of his stare. Their last co

every choice she made seemed under close inspection. She used great care with every word and e

e. The heavy glass windows muffle the gentle hum of the metropolis beyond, which seemed far away. Just them in the room

red, his voice softer than the leather chai

wobbly even with her best effort to appear calm. Looking up at him, she expected the usual commands and the n

een them, the silence dense and heated. At last, he said, his words

r tongue, a personal affair. Her heart skipped. Was he going to ask her to work on st

short of his eyes. Sure, he answered, stari

heard him exactly, Lo

ide. And I believe you are the

through her head. Her heart thumped in her chest; for a time, all she could

r pulse was racing and her head was whirling as she tried to respond coherently. Now th

said, "I don't understand."

me up to him. His voice low and measured, "I'm offering you something that could solve a lot of problems for you,

mercial setup. Her first impulse was to laugh, walk out of the office pretendin

hisper, she asked, "What d

is. my realm. My horizon. And, to be really honest, most likely my sanity. He stiffened his jaw. "This goes

re. He was inviting her to enter a realm that would devour her whole, one she did not know.

he tried to remain calm while swallowing hard. Her voi

ay anything. Just consider it. Your chance comes here. But if you say yes, Lo

dous to take, the offer hung in

racing, she stood by the window of her little flat, gazing out at the city. Could she possibly sa

ty for her sister's treatment; no more late evenings wondering whether she could pay

y wed someone only for survival? Even th

ong enough to nibble on her lip. Should she forward the proposition to Sarah? Her sister might view things differen

t she was looking for, she wandered about her flat. Her fingers floated over her phone once mo

ved, the sentences bri

. Sounds fa

stared at the message. What was absolutely dangerous

urn away from the life she had now, from the person she had laboured so ha

ind and entwine. Steve Reynolds had fingers tapping against the polished surface of his glass

ery second fraying. Beyond the floor to-celling windows, the m

almost above a whisp

k, not really dis

asking me to be your spouse. an agreement. Not one feeling, n

a smile, not nearly entertai

by sharply breathing out. "Exactly

oing to live with me. Like my wife, go to public events. Go with my guidance.

ention of Lila. He understood exac

vate? She c

hind them. Each of us leads unique lives. I won't int

rol, every element about him exact, his fitted suit, the deliberate distanc

ainst the cool table to

worsened. "Th

practiced. But Steve grabbed the pen and his f

t sharpened. Though you might be assisting your sister, you ar

. His name was signed in pen. a

per was

pen struck the page, therefore securin

gence he used in billion-dollar negotiations. no

eality sank in and grabbed t

ve said. Long enough t

inside her w

ghtened his tie. You are going to relocate tomorrow

s flew up. tomo

a game is what this is. We do t

ir. Less than twenty-24 hours and she would no longer be struggling assi

seems stra

parking under the surface of h

aightening. "No.," fal

ging her response whether or

t before he left. The air between

said, voice filled with something unrea

bearing the weight of