A LOVE UNTAMED

larm jolted Liana Torre

saw the glowing red numbers on her bedside clock. "Oh no!" She scrambled uprigh

top media compa

to admire how perfectly the cream silk hugged her figure or how the navy pencil skirt gave her the look of quiet authority, she stood before the mirror.

tsteps. The skyscraper loomed above her, glittering with the kind of power that made the world stop and star

past with lattes in hand, phones glued to their ears. Liana paused for a

be the n

hair, flawless makeup, and a smile that

and down with quick appraisal. "Communications department.

forcing a polite smile as sh

pen-plan offices. She pointed out the conference rooms, the executive floor that "wasn't for ju

s is Mr. Jonathan Pierce's department," Vanessa explained. "H

ety rushed over her. Her nerves p

behind thin-rimmed glasses. His suit was crisp, his

o waste. "For now, I want you to start simple. File these reports, organize the press release drafts, and

firmly, determination

urgent but easy" tasks kept growing, courtesy of coworkers who were more than happy to let the rookie handle them. Liana

the building quieted, she was still at

hing but spirit unbroken. As she stepped into the lobby, the evening

hen she

off his masculinity beneath the tailored black suit. The fabric clung to a body toned with discipline-long legs, a lean waist, and a chest that stretched t

ripping the door with ease, the faint ligh

was just another powerful man in a building full of them. She had no idea th

..

reeted her. Her mother, Elena Torres, looke

said gently. "How was th

haustion finally pulling at her limbs. But ther

e, so much noise... but I managed. They gave me the basic tasks, nothi

g her hand. "I'm proud of you, Li

of them knew that destiny had already begun moving, bringing