Taming The Ruthless Billionaire

lf-whispered updates about the upcoming meeting with Velos Group, the kind of account that could fund an entire department for a year.

e low and precise. Without saying a word, she placed the cup on his desk and stepped back to her stati

ntation had called in sick, and half the slides for the pitch had vanished in a corrupted fi

ttoned, expression unreadable. "The meeti

m fell

s the keyboard. The raw data was still there, buried in backup fold

nd her. "You have

ment, it was a dare

her; someone handed her the client's logo file. She didn't stop to think, just worked, conscious o

9, she

e suits and a woman whose watch alone could pay Maya's rent for a year. Adria

the back, taking notes, handing him printouts at quiet signals a glance, a

aned forward. "What are your projected margin

ckup spreadsheet she'd memorized. She scribbled the figure on a scrap of paper and slid it down

miled. The t

llowed. Contracts would move forwar

od work," he said to the room

stood by the table, un

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lightly. "No. You r

y coffee cup she'd left that morning, turning it betw

here was a flicker of

day's reports, her eyes heavy but her pulse still quick. She looked through the gl

less, the man everyone feared. He looked different

ss. She startled, then offered a small nod. He

, she let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. The day had tested her in every

an King looked at the empty coffee cup again

murmured. "And

lected in the glass like a thousand p