I gave him one night. He decided to keep me forever. No names. No promises. Just a stranger in a bar and a penthouse I had no business being in. I left before dawn. Deleted his number. Buried the memory. Then I walked into my new job and found him sitting at the head of the table. Alexander Kane. Billionaire. CEO. My boss. He remembers everything. Every sound I made. Every place he touched. And he has no intention of letting me forget. I should run. I should protect everything I worked for. But the darkness behind his eyes? It goes deeper than I ever imagined. This isn't a love story. This is a warning.