THE CEO'S DARK SIDE

Sofia could feel her heart pounding, like it was trying to escape through her throat. The room was silent, cloaked in shadows. Only the soft glow of the lamp lit the space — and him. Alexander Wolfe was seated, his tie loosened, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up. The pristine suit from earlier now gave way to something more… human. And yet, power still seemed to radiate from him, quiet and effortless, as if he didn’t need to speak to be in control. "Are you sure you want to go on?" he asked, his voice low — almost gentle, with a hint of something darker underneath. Sofia didn’t answer. She was there. By choice. But also… not quite sure why. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was the way he looked at her — like he could see through every layer she'd tried to hide behind. He moved closer, slowly, without touching her. Just watching, as if studying a reaction he already expected. "You can say no," he murmured, stopping right in front of her. "But if you say yes…" He closed his eyes for a moment, as if holding something back. "…you’ll have to trust me." A shiver ran down her spine. Not from fear. But because somehow, those words felt more intimate than any touch.