Caught in the Ceo's web
ia's
ccess. The next day, the tension between us felt unbearable as Tr
The guilt yet the pleasure. The wild desire, It was chaotic. A complex,
eminder of the boundary I had crossed. But Tristan didn't
ped. I sat up straight, attempting to dis
what?"
" he instructed, al
ut behind me, and Tristan rested against his desk, arms folded. The ro
thinking,"
hed, and for a moment, he held back his response. Then, with a deliberate c
abrupt change in topic. "What
lize, Sophia," he said, h
if this co
e interjected, his tone sharp. "At least no
used. "You're n
ment. My family's legacy is on the line, and I can't make any wrong decisions that will tend to destroy every
does that have to do with me?" I asked. He stopp
d between us like a heavy mis
t quickly. The board and the media need to perceive stability and strength. A clear goal for t
exactly do you intend to achieve that?" I managed to ask him. His gaze pierced mine, a
d." The words stru
ha
his tone unwavering. I stare
re kid
m n
ting. "Marriage? Are you serious? Y
strong. "It's an agreement. A business deal
is talk any less crazy. "You're genuinely asking me to ma
you think. It's the only way to demonstrate to the world an
empty. "And you believe
tated plainly. The a
ed stab
t firm. "And I need someone who
Why me?" Don't you have som
red to my lips before he caught himself and looked a
other for a week." And you're talking about trust. T
ed in the company. You've shown you
ight wasn't exactly a bri
said, his voice lowering. "Y
up. "Oh, really
topping just a few feet from me.
oans again. You'd have access to opportunities you've only dreamed of. And when the contract ends,
ine. "Including your
s absurd, outrageous, and completely unethical. But a
rs from other companies, and my dream of starting my own fashion
s an opportunity. But could I really tr
y no?" I aske
you continue working here," he said evenly. "But I'd ad
I'm ready for
ht doesn't alter the fact t
ing, but his face was completely serious. "This is
We set the terms, sign the documents, and af
, I questioned, my voice trembling. "What abou
would comprehend what it takes to thrive in this environme
t just," I
just," he re
ny. This was about me, what I was ready to sacrifice, and what boundaries I was
ked. He hesitated, then replied, "My father. He's insisting on a meeti
a suggestion. It was a request. "Think about it," he said, his tone no
ing back. I exited his office feeling like I was standi