The Billionaire's secret love

he tallest buildings, hidden within an office draped in sleek, modern design, Alexander Blackwood stood, overlooking the skyline. His sharp features, graying temples, and

with international partners were proceeding as planned, and his inbox overflowed with emails

stence in following the story was something else. Alexander had seen the name "Isabella Torres" cross his path before-she was known for asking the questions others were afraid to,

ess he had mastered. But Isabella was different. There was an edge to her-a sharpness in her eyes, a curiosity th

e usual PR spin. This wasn't an interview for the cameras. It was a simple discussion, one that Alexander had

nd flats. Her dark hair framed her face softly, and her brown eyes-clear, intelligent-made him fee

nod, her voice steady but warm. "Thank

lled, a practiced smile tugging at the corners

he faintest flicker of curiosity in them, the kind that hinted at something more than a

naire. She had interviewed many like him before. But Alexander Blackwood... there was something different. He was used to being in co

ared. "Let's start with your recent acquisition of Solaris Technologies. There's been some talk that it might not

e. He knew the answer to this. It was a standard question

to streamline operations and ensure the transition is as efficient as possible. The

good at what she did-too good. And the more he spoke, the more he felt an unease settle in the pit of hi

he couldn't ignore the way her gaze lingered for just a moment too long. When she asked a question, she lea

, "You've built an empire, and there's no doubt you've been successful. But people talk, you know? There are rumo

d, but she couldn't help herself. She wanted to know the ma

efore his mask fell back into place. "Success has its price, Ms.

disappointment in her eyes, but Isabella didn't press further. Instead, she moved on to the next question, but the shift

ella gathered her things, Alexande

voice softer than it had been earlier. "

ith his usual formalities. Something about the way sh

than normal, "If you ever need more information, or if you'd like to h

im for a moment before nodding, her lips curling

range sensation tugging at his chest. He wasn't used t

nspoken challenge-that had already made its mark on him.