Amara Nwosu hurried through the sleek glass doors of Reyes Design & Development, clutching her rolled-up blueprints like a lifeline. The elevator dinged open, revealing the penthouse office that belonged to Damian Reyes—the infamous CEO known as both a business genius and a heartbreaker.
Her heart pounded. This project could define her career, but one wrong move would end it before it even began.
"Ms. Nwosu," a deep voice called. She froze.
There he was. Damian Reyes, tall, sharply dressed, every inch the epitome of corporate power. His eyes, icy and unreadable, studied her as if measuring her worth.
"I hope you're aware that one mistake in this project will cost you your career," he said without lifting his eyes from the papers on his desk.
Amara swallowed her fear. "I understand, sir. I won't disappoint you."
He finally looked up, his gaze piercing. "We'll see."
Her hands trembled as she unrolled her blueprints across his mahogany desk. The room smelled of leather, expensive coffee, and something distinctly Damian—power.
"You're ambitious," he said, leaning back. "I like that. But ambition alone won't impress me. Results will."
Amara nodded, fighting the urge to run. Deep down, she knew this man would either make her career—or break her.