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Intro. The rain beat on the office glass like an irritating reminder that the outside world still existed. I, sitting behind the desk that was worth more than most of the lives I've ever taken, reviewed numbers, contracts and lies. Everything under control. Everything perfectly aligned. Until you walk through the door. Since then, nothing has been simple again. The empire I built with blood and strategy began to crumble from within — not because of enemies, but because of a woman I should never have let get so close. You. My secretary. My enemy. The mistake I made on purpose. I could destroy anyone who challenged me, but I couldn't understand why the hell I wanted you to challenge me more. It's a disease. An addiction. And the more I try to walk away, the more I need to see you ignoring me as if I were just another name in your diary. So I do what I know: I manipulate, I provoke, I play with danger. If love is war, then this is my favorite. And, in the end, and

Dylan Martini

@Aurora