The Billionaire's Forbidden Affairs

symbol of everything she wanted-success, recognition, power-but it was also a reminder of the sacrifices she had made to ge

. An email from her boss. Her fingers hovered over the device before unlocking it. Sh

me at the Blackwell Group headquarters tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. We'

ing-edge of architectural innovation. To be selected to contribute to it was nothing short of a dream come true. But that was only part of t

figure of fascination as he was of fear. His reputation in the industry was unparalleled, and the thought of collaborating with him made Cassidy's

she had achieved, and this was no different. She'd earned her place in the indus

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the entrance. This was the heart of the empire she had admired from a distance for years, and today, she would be stepping inside it. The polished floor

, and a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. A receptionist greeted her with a warm sm

s expecting you. Please foll

ack-and-white photographs of the city's skyline, its iconic bridges, and bold, geometric designs that sp

efore entering. "Ms. Dawso

ponded from with

ted by floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the city. The walls were lined with bookshelves filled with bo

ut glass. His eyes, however, were what stood out most-sharp, calculating, and utterly unreadable. He glanced up from the papers in front of

He didn't rise from his chair, nor did he extend a hand for a handsh

"Thank you for the opportunity, Mr. Blackw

with the same sharpness they had when she first entered the room. There was someth

lls, but I don't know much about you, Ms. Dawson. I'm cur

s industry," she said confidently. "I've worked on everything from small residential buildings to large-scale commercial projects. But Blackwell To

n is fine, but it's results that matter. This is a high-profile project. Every deci

I'm not afraid of scrutiny. I'm here because I believe in the vision o

oment, the silence between them felt charged, as thou

see what you can do. I'm not interested in your resume. I'm intere

ixed with the pressure of the challenge ahe

tly as he stood from his desk. "I'll have my assistant schedule a

. She had been expecting more of a conversation, but Logan Blackwell ha

door, he spoke again.

her hand restin

something dark in his gaze. "This won't be eas

flinch. "I'

in her chest, but she refused to let the encounter shake her. This was just the beginning. She had come t

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n countless architects in his time, but there was something different about her. She wasn't like the others who sought h

f the expectations he had for the Blackwell Tower

or weakness, but there was something about her

ready shifting to the next challenge. But in

disappo