Contains the CEO seed

of her decision. It was hard to believe that within a few short hours, her entire life would change. She would be moving into Malik'

are. Amara packed only the essentials, knowing that whatever she would need, Malik would provide. The thought o

lding. The driver, a man in his early forties with a serious ex

With trembling hands, she gathered her bags and stepped into the car. As the door clos

ced with a thousand thoughts, none of them comforting. She barely noticed the pass

ive, a sprawling mansion surrounded by high walls and meticulously landscaped gardens. It was the kind

for her again. "Miss Amara," he said poli

erself to stand tall as she approached the grand entrance. The doors opened as she neared, and

et, the kind of silence that spoke of control and perfection. The

them, revealing a luxurious study. Malik sat behind an imposing desk, his expression a

e smooth and commanding. "

fear and uncertainty. "Thank you," she manag

n front of his desk. "Sit.

f into the chair. The room was filled with the scent of l

ound rules you need to understand while you're living here," he said, his tone b

have privacy. You'll have access to anything you need-clothes, food, medical care-but you'll follow

in her lap. She felt like a prisoner bei

intensity that made her heart race. "And one more thing," he said, his voice low

d her seemed to close in, suffocating her. "I... I u

ase the knot of fear in her stomach. "As long as you follow the rules,

down on her. There was no room for argument, no space for r

h that she could feel the heat of his body. His gaze lingered on h

tone almost soft. "But don't forget why you're h

omfort or luxury he provided came with strings attached. She was here for one reason only

e replied, her voice

response. "Good. Now go. The bu

ed through the maze of hallways, each step taking her further into the heart of Malik's domain. When they finally reach

" the butler said politely. "If you

hing that had just transpired. She stepped into the room, feeling the

arms wrapped around herself as she tried to process everything. The bed was massive, the linens s

ik's whims and desires. This room, no matter how l

were beautiful, the sunlight casting a warm glow over the perfectly manicured law

face beneath her palm. Outside, the world continued on

possession, bound to him by a contract that

e was no