The Billionaire Secret Desire

ality set in, she reclined in her chair. A shiver of anxiety ran up her back. Cameron Blackwood was the last person she desired or expected to be involved in this project. And yet here she was, force

d high, focusing on the task at hand. This wasn't about her or Cameron. It was about the project. It had to be. As she sat down, Cameron's eyes briefly met hers, a flicker of something crossing his face-a trace of the same unresolved tension they'd shared the night they kissed. But before she could process it, it was gone, replaced by his cold, calculated demeanour. She exhaled quietly, trying not to let the sudden rush of emotions overwhelm her. The meeting started almost immediately, with one of the executives outlining the scope of the project. Isla listened intently; her professional demeanour took over as she began to focus on the work. It wasn't hard to push her personal feelings aside. After all, the work was her future, and she couldn't afford to let anything-especially Cameron-distract her. But every so often, she felt his gaze lingering on her, his presence like a shadow hovering over her. His silence only made the tension more unbearable, the unspoken history between them heavy in the air. Whenever their eyes met, there was no hiding the flicker of something-an emotion they both tried to ignore but couldn't. Isla couldn't resist wondering if he was experiencing the same pull, the same peculiar attraction she had been resisting since that kiss. When Cameron spoke, his voice was calm and controlled, his tone sharp with authority. Cameron's words were entirely business-oriented, each sentence measured and precise. But Isla couldn't shake the feeling that something was different today. His usual bravado seemed muted, almost as if he was holding something back. Maybe it was just her, but she could almost sense the distance in him, the way he kept his emotional walls u