Chapter two: First day at work
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CHAPTER TWO: RULES
Jane barely slept that night.
Her mind replayed every second of the interview—every word, every look, every pause. Adrian Wolfe wasn’t just intimidating; he was precise, controlled, and dangerously observant. The kind of man who didn’t speak unless it mattered—and when he did, it stayed with you.
By the time her alarm rang, she was already awake
When she arrived at Wolfe Enterprises, the sky was still dim, the city not fully awake. She checked the time, 5:42am She stepped into the building, her heels echoing softly against the polished floor, and made her way to the executive office.
Jane exhaled slowly and placed her folder on the desk.
She didn’t notice when he walked in.
“Late.”
The word cut through the silence like a blade.
Jane turned sharply, her heart jumping.
Adrian Wolfe stood by the door, already dressed in a dark suit that fit him like it had been made for war. His expression was calm, unreadable—but his eyes were sharp, already assessing her.
“I’m not late,” she said quickly, glancing at the clock. “It’s 5:42.”
He stepped further into the room, his gaze never leaving her.
“You’re late when I arrive before you.”
“I’ll be earlier tomorrow.”
For a moment, he said nothing. Then he walked past her, setting his phone down on the desk with deliberate precision.
Jane found herself thrown into a whirlwind of schedules, emails, contracts, and meetings that overlapped like a puzzle she didn’t yet understand. Adrian didn’t repeat instructions, didn’t slow down, didn’t check if she was keeping up.
He assumed she would. But this is her first day she was struggling to keep up times of the meeting but she still end up messing it up.“You scheduled this ten minutes late.”
“I’ll fix it,” she said quietly, already moving to correct the error.
He didn’t respond,But he didn’t walk away either.
Jane forced her hands not to shake as she adjusted the schedule, double-checking every detail before turning slightly.
He took it and looked at her don’t repeat this mistake again.
Another silence stretched between them before he finally moved away, as if satisfied.
Later that afternoon, she made another mistake.
A small one.
She knocked before entering his office.
“Next time,” Adrian said without looking up from his laptop, “you walk in.”
Jane hesitated. “I thought it was respectful to,
“I don’t need respect,” he interrupted calmly. “I need efficiency.”
Her lips pressed together.
“Yes, sir—”
“Don’t call me that.”
She blinked. “What should I call you?”
His fingers paused on the keyboard. Slowly, he looked up.
“Mr. Wolfe.”
Of course.
Distance.
Always distance.
“Yes… Mr. Wolfe.”
“You’re still here.” Her breath
“I need to finish these,” she said, gesturing to the screen.
He didn’t reply immediately.
Instead, he stepped closer.
Too close.
“Turn around.”
Her heart began to beat faster, but she obeyed, standing up to face him.
Now she could feel it—the heat of his presence, the intensity of his gaze.
“You made mistakes today,” he said.
“Yes.”
“You corrected them.”
“Yes.”
His eyes searched hers, as if looking for something deeper than her answers.
“You didn’t break.”
Jane held his gaze, refusing to look away.
“I told you I wouldn’t.”
For a moment, something shifted in his expression.
Something darker. Something intrigued.
“Come with me.”
The words caught her off guard.
“Where?”
“You’ll learn faster if you see how I work outside this office.”
Jane hesitated.
But something inside her—something stubborn, something curious—pushed her forward.
“Okay.”
The car ride was quiet.
The city lights blurred past the window, casting fleeting shadows across the interior. Jane sat still, aware of him beside her, his presence filling the space without effort.
“Why didn’t you quit?” he asked suddenly.
She turned slightly.
“I told you. I don’t quit.”
Then, unexpectedly, A low, quiet chuckle.
Jane’s eyes flickered toward him in surprise.
“You’re either very brave,” Adrian said, “or very reckless.”
“Maybe both.”
His gaze lingered on her.
Longer this time.
“Good.”
The car slowed, then stopped.
Jane stepped out—and froze.
The estate before her was massive, stretching into the darkness like it belonged to another world entirely. Lights glowed from the windows, and the air felt… different. Quieter. Heavier.
She turned to him.
“Why am I here?”
Adrian stepped beside her, his expression unreadable.
“This is where you start understanding.”
“Understanding what?”
He looked at her—really looked this time.
And for the first time since she met him, there was something in his eyes that wasn’t just control.
Something deeper.
“Me.”
Jane’s breath caught.
The gates began to open.
Slowly.
And as she stepped forward beside him, she felt it.
That quiet, dangerous feeling that her life had just crossed a line she would never be able to walk back from.
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