The Billionaire's Forbidden Affairs

nts and coordinating with engineers, contractors, and the other architects working on the Blackwell Towers project. She had expected it to be demanding, but she hadn't an

impossible. Every time they met, he pushed her harder, demanding more than she thought she was capable of. And yet, somethi

oors gleamed under the harsh fluorescent lights as she made her way to her desk. Her assistant had already left her a stack of updated reports and correspon

n-one, with Logan giving specific directives or critiquing individual components of the project. Cassidy had heard whispers from her colleagues tha

an in front of the entire team left her uneasy. It wasn't just the authority he exuded-it was his ability to command the room, his

managers had already gathered. She greeted a few of them with nods and polite smiles, but her focus remained on the table, the s

e in before Logan entered the room. His presence was unmistakable. The atmosphere shifted with his arrival, and everyone fell silent, their eyes

and commanding. "We're behind schedule. I exp

t was coming. The project was running behind in several key areas, and this meeting would be focused on outlining exactly w

al at first, the group reviewing issues with permits, zoning laws, and supply chain disruptions. Logan's expression remained impassive as the

ned the project's current status. Despite the problems, she remained focused on what she could con

ted environmental impact data, and there are still concerns about how the structure will affect wind patterns in the surrounding

g quietly, shifted in his seat, his gaze fixed on her. Cassidy didn't break

d, "but they were not enough. We need to ensure that the building's impact on the env

rs steepled in front of his mouth. "And

rbon composites. It's more expensive, but it would improve the aerodynamic properties of the building while still

eir breath, unsure of the feasibility of Cassidy's suggestion. Logan, howeve

or, but if it solves the wind load issue and maintains the

expected more pushback, but Logan's acceptance of her idea, though brief,

r, each issue dissected and addressed with ruthless efficiency. Cassidy spoke when necessary, offering solutions to design

of the session. "I expect the changes to be implemented within the

had anticipated that Logan would leave quickly, but he surprised her. He was still standing near the door, speaking

eadable. The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to shift,

enough for only her to hear. "But don't get

his words stirred within her. She wasn't sure whether he was com

replied, her voice steady. "I'm here

, as if he were amused by her respons

made any progress in his eyes. She wasn't sure what kind of game Logan Blackwell played, but she was starting to realize that her ro

ut the project itself. It was about Logan-his presence, his silence, and the way he made her feel as thou

that the road ahead would be more complicated than she had ever anticipated. And Loga