Whispers Of The Billionaire's heart

constantly on edge, and I could feel the weight of it all pressing down on me. Nothing had been out of place since I found

e. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and the low hum of morning chatter washed over me

f me. Her usual teasing smile faltered as she took in my appearance. "

rcing a lightness into my tone that I didn't feel. I knew I probably lo

rvingly sharp gaze of hers. "Have you slept at all?" s

Iggy knew me too well. "I've just been having a bit of trouble sleep

e. "This isn't just 'a bit of trouble.' You look exha

lain that the mere sight of a flower had sent my world spiraling? How could I tell her about the fear that clawe

aking my head as I turned away fro

words, even I di

I felt someone's presence behind me. Before I coul

ce," he said, giving me a strange look bef

he want to

hall. The closer I got to his office, the heavier the air seemed to become. It was a

rm sound, and heard his calm, deep v

imly lit, casting shadows that danced across his features, making him look even more enigmatic. He had

silk. His eyes, those cold, unyielding eyes, lo

stepped further into the room. I felt the door close behind m

y lowering myself into the seat, feeling the weight of his gaze on me the entire

d me. There was a quiet intensity in his eyes that made me feel like

doing well here-efficient, reliable, but..." He paused, letting the word hang in the air be

the lump forming in my throat. "More?" I

mile as he leaned forward, bridging the space bet

t of tension that crackled between us. I felt it in the way his eyes lingered on mine, in

ant?" I repeated, my

tion. "You'd be in charge of my schedule, handling confidential matters

t the way he watched me, something dark and unreadable behind those cold eyes, that made me wary. He

ed, daring to b

ce. "Because you're intelligent, capable... and because I see poten

the tension almost suffocating. I knew there was more to this offer than he was letting on, but I co

in my throat, the quiet thrumming of fear and... something else. Desire? No, I couldn't go

hrough my thoughts, pulling me back to the moment

d myself to meet his gaze, to not shy away from the i

is eyes. "Good," he said softly, the word like a promise,

feeling the weight of h

tracks. "And Miss Turner... I expect nothing les

ing as I met his gaze one

, his tone dismissiv

in my chest. As I walked back to the kitchen, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, my body still thrumming from the

old me I didn't

ying my face in my hands. The words felt heavy on my tongu

our usual spot in a dimly lit bar, the low hum of conversation and clinki

d, leaning in closer, her expres

lifted my head to meet her gaze, feeling the weight of the decis

my words. "You said yes, but now you're having second thoughts

s something about him. He's not like anyone I've ever met. He's... intense. And

ity piqued. She took another sip of h

there's this energy about him, like he's always one step ahead, like he knows

ng at the corner of her lips. "So, wh

s attractive, but this isn't about that. This is about my job, my life. Taking this p

ounded person I know. If anyone can handle this, it's you. But you need to figure out w

t had been swirling inside me since that meeting in his office. All I knew was that Mr. Sterling had awakene

mistake," I finally said, my

d, her tone unusually serious. "But you need to be sure. If you take

or me, a chance to either step up or back down. But the thought of being so c

ut it," I said, staring down a

g my hand a reassuring squeeze. "Wha

said, offering h

t whatever choice I made, my life was about to change in ways I couldn't predict. And