Tempted by the Billionaire's secret

Name: Tempted by the Billionaire's secret
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Makoni Winnie

Billionaires | Ongoing

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Self-made businesswoman Aria Lawson unexpectedly lands a high-profile job as the personal assistant to the reclusive billionaire Nicolas Vaughn, she quickly learns that nothing about him is as it seems. Behind his cold demeanor and untouchable reputation lies a man struggling with his past and a deep, dark secret. As Aria and Nicolas's professional relationship turns personal, their undeniable chemistry leads them down a dangerous path of forbidden desire. But with the shadows of his secrets threatening to tear them apart, will Aria be able to forgive Nicolas's past in exchange for a future together, or will his lies destroy everything they've built?

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Chapter 18 18

03-24 18:10

Chapter 1 1

Aria Lawson's POV

A sharp gust of wind cut through the crowded streets of Manhattan, forcing me to tighten my coat around my body. The towering skyscrapers stretched endlessly into the sky, their glass panels reflecting the early morning sun. I had walked these streets countless times before, yet today felt different. Today, I wasn't just another ambitious woman trying to make her mark. Today, I was stepping into Vaughn Enterprises-one of the most powerful business empires in the country.

My heart pounded as I approached the sleek, glass-fronted building, its massive Vaughn Enterprises sign gleaming in gold lettering. The weight of expectation settled on my shoulders, and my fingers clenched around the strap of my handbag. This job was more than a paycheck. It was an opportunity to prove myself in a world that rarely gave second chances.

The moment I stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted. Everything screamed wealth and power, from the marble floors to the crystal chandeliers that bathed the lobby in a warm glow. Employees in pristine suits walked briskly, their conversations clipped and purposeful.

A woman behind the reception desk glanced up, her smile professional but impersonal. "Good morning. How may I help you?"

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I squared my shoulders. "I'm Aria Lawson. I have an appointment with Mr. Vaughn."

Her gaze flicked to her screen, fingers flying across the keyboard. "Ah, yes. You're on the list. Take the elevator to the top floor. His assistant will meet you there."

I forced a smile and nodded, though my nerves churned. The top floor. Nicolas Vaughn's domain. The man was practically a legend-ruthless, brilliant, and infamously private. Getting this job had been a long shot, yet here I was, moments away from meeting the elusive billionaire himself.

Stepping into the elevator, I pressed the button for the top floor and exhaled slowly. The doors slid shut, enclosing me in silence. My reflection stared back at me from the mirrored walls-dark brown hair neatly pinned back, hazel eyes sharp with determination. Professional. Composed. Ready.

Each passing second felt like an eternity. When the doors finally opened, I stepped into a hallway lined with floor-to-ceiling windows that framed a breathtaking view of the city. At the far end, a desk sat in front of massive double doors.

A blonde woman in a fitted black dress stood, offering a polite but tight-lipped smile. "Ms. Lawson?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Vaughn will see you now."

Pushing open the heavy doors, I stepped into an office that could only belong to a man like Nicolas Vaughn. Dark wood, sleek steel, and a wall of glass overlooking Manhattan. But it wasn't the luxurious office that stole my breath-it was the man standing by the window.

Nicolas Vaughn's POV

The city stretched out before me, a kingdom of glass and steel. Below, people rushed through their lives, unaware of the power struggles that shaped the world above them. Control had always been my greatest asset, my sharpest weapon. Nothing in my empire happened without my permission.

The sound of the door opening broke my thoughts. Aria Lawson.

Turning, I took in the woman who had somehow landed herself an interview for one of the most important positions in my company. She stood poised, eyes meeting mine without hesitation. Most people faltered under my gaze, but not her.

"Ms. Lawson," I said, my voice measured. "Sit."

She moved with a confidence I hadn't expected, lowering herself into the chair across from me. No fidgeting. No nervous glances.

Leaning back, I studied her. "You've worked under Richard Foster for the past three years."

"Yes," she answered smoothly. "As his executive assistant."

"Why leave?"

A flicker of emotion crossed her face, gone before I could dissect it. "Because I want more. Foster was a stepping stone, but I'm ready for something bigger."

Her honesty caught me off guard. Most people would have fed me a rehearsed speech about growth and passion. She didn't.

Tapping a pen against the desk, I watched her closely. "I don't tolerate incompetence. I expect absolute discretion, unwavering loyalty, and the ability to anticipate problems before they arise. Can you handle that?"

Without hesitation, she met my gaze. "Yes."

Something about her confidence intrigued me. A challenge. "Then let's see if that's true."

Lifting the phone, I pressed a button. "Emily, have Ms. Lawson's contract prepared."

Her brows lifted slightly, the only sign of surprise. "That's it?"

"Yes. You either sink or swim here, Ms. Lawson. Let's see which one you do."

Aria Lawson's POV

Walking out of Nicolas Vaughn's office, I exhaled the breath I hadn't realized I was holding. He was intense- his presence, his words, everything about him felt like a test I wasn't sure I had passed.

But I had the job.

My heart hammered in my chest, a mix of exhilaration and apprehension. This was my chance to prove myself, to step into a world where only the strongest survived.

And Nicolas Vaughn?

He wasn't just powerful. He was dangerous. And I had just stepped into his world.