HIS COLD GAZE MY SECRET FLAME

Because I need someone who's not afraid to uncover things. But you must understand there ar

caught in her t

le, his face as cold as ever. He stepped c

, as I told you before, can be dangerous." His voice dropped to a ne

g long shadows across the sleek furniture. She stared at the black folder in front of her, the documents still tucked safely inside. She

ject Nexus? Wh

omething much bigger than herself. She opened the folder again

zation – Unreg

as a man of pure ambition, focused solely on the company's growth. But these papers pa

interrupted by a sof

He sounded uneasy, almost like he was trying to k

g the folder into the drawer an

ent posture replaced by a hint of nervousness. H

is voice low. "But there's somethi

an's name always made her feel as though the w

rying to sound casual, bu

rted nervously. "You've been around long enough to know that there are things about this company

ught in her throat.

spers. Some say Brian's not just about the company's success. He's into darker things. Things that cou

owned. Dar

"Look, I don't want to get involved. But you need to be careful. Don't trust ev

nore. Brian was hiding something. Something big. She had seen it in the papers, the offshore acco

m was tense. The air was thick with anticipation as executives filed in, taking their

ver tie reflecting the early morning light as he walked toward the head of the table. He said noth

," he said, hi

began as expected, discussing the quarterly numbers, projections, and strategies for the coming m

always intense, his expression unreadable. She felt like he was watching he

for everyone to leave. But he paused when he saw Lucia still seated. His g

e smooth but with an edge sh

she walked toward him. The room emptied, and

his tone casual, but there was an under

e," she replied, doing he

fixed on her. Then, without warning, he reached ove

said quietly. "And be carefu

d discovered the night before, but this on

mmediately. Instead, she locked eyes with

is to me?" she asked, he

on the back of her neck stand up. "Because you've earned

ia felt the weight of the decision before her. She had always believed she was good at playing it saf

ld I o

heavier than it looked, pressing down on her. What would she find inside? Would it finally rev

re more than just legal contracts or corporate paperwork. They were... pl

, she thought,

further, her phone buzzed.

ice tomorrow mornin

changed. And she wasn't sure if she was

p cast long shadows across her office, creating an eerie sense of isolation. She should have left the office hours ago, but some unexplain

en it? Should

he curiosity within her was stronger than ever. What was he hiding?

ght in her head. Lucia had worked with powerful people before, but none had ever made her feel quite like Brian did. The tension between them was thic

I getting

e faint sound of her heels clicking against the marble floor echoed through the empty halls

was already at his desk, his gaze fi

cutting through the stillnes

m, placing the folder on his desk. His eyes flicker

keeping her voice steady desp

hidden beneath the surface a hint of something darker, somethin

smoothly. "We need people who don't shy

oice steady but filled with an edge of urgency. She had to know what she was dealing with, especially

the time is right," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "But for now, all

d, her brow furrowing. "H

the faintest trace of warning in his eyes. "Do you want to kno

mping in her chest, but she didn't break eye contact. "I'm not here

ion hung between them li

espect that. Now, go back to your desk and wait for

ther Warning,

r office when the door opened, and Mark stepped

"I told you before there's more to Brian than meets the eye.

re having to deal with the full weight of the situation, but it seemed like it was all crashing

y, Mark?" Lucia asked, her v

t connections, Lucia dangerous ones. And Project Nexus? That's the tip of the iceberg. I do

ood ran cold

ed," Mark said grimly. "Be careful. I'm not trying t

r mind racing. The walls felt like they wer

cia's Growin

at the ceiling, trying to sort through her thoughts. What was she really involved in? She had thought she was just an assista

is? Or is he just another p

ng her thoughts. She reached o

t's time to discuss wh

far in to turn back now. The game had changed, and sh

n, the same nervous tension in her stomach. He was waitin

smooth but carrying an edge. "What we're about to d

hardening. "You can trust me

uld say that. Now, let's get started. The futu

into his world. And in that moment, she realized there was