His Heart, My Revenge

Everyone in the city knew Adrian Blackwood. He was rich, effortlessly handsome, and sitting at the top of an empire as the CEO of Blackwood International. People wanted to work for him, Women wanted to date him, And men wanted to be him. But nobody actually knew him. Adrian was cold, distrustful, and fundamentally convinced that love was nothing more than a waste of time and women are just so annoying. Until Elena Carter walked through his doors. Elena had spent five years waiting for this. Three months before her interview, She stood in front of her bathroom mirror, her calm expression masking a racing heart. Next to her was a faded photograph of her parents and younger brother. A happy family before one man destroyed them completely. Adrian Blackwood. "I'm coming for you," she had whispered, touching the edge of the frame. Her phone rang, Her contact asked if she was really sure about going through with it. Because getting close to a man like Adrian was supposed to be very impossible, and the risks were absolute. But Elena just smiled at her reflection. The kind of warm, gentle smile that made people trust her instantly, completely hiding the poison beneath it. "I'm going to make him fall in love with me first," She said softly before hanging up. The next morning, Elena walked into Blackwood International. She wasn't there for a career. She was there on a mission. Twenty minutes later, after breezing past a skeptical receptionist, she knocked on Adrian’s office door and stepped inside. He barely looked up from his papers. "Sit." She sat, watching him quietly until he finally met her gaze. For a second, the room held a heavy, unexpected stillness. "Elena Carter," he said, scanning her file. "Why do you want to work here?" "I've heard you're the best CEO in the country," she said smoothly. Adrian raised an eyebrow. "That's not an answer." She let out a light laugh. "Okay. I want to learn from you." "You know nothing about me." "Maybe I want to." The quiet confidence in her voice made him lean back, studying her face. "You're too confident and you're not nervous." "Why should I be?" For the first time, The faint ghost of a smirk touched Adrian's lips. "You're hired. You start tomorrow." "That was easy," she said, standing up. "Don't think I'm impressed already? " She walked toward the exit, pausing at the threshold. Mr Adrian she said He looked up. She flashed a warm, bright smile. "I'm looking forward to working with you." The moment the office door clicked shut, and her smile vanished. Standing in the elevator, staring at her reflection on the polished brass doors, she whispered, "Step one. Done." Over the next few weeks, Elena made herself indispensable. She knew his schedule down to the minute, knew exactly how he took his coffee, and knew when to leave him alone. Slowly, Adrian began to break his own rules. He found himself looking for her the second he walked through the doors, lingering near her desk, and growing irrationally protective of her time. And Elena tracked every single shift in his behavior. Late one evening, he found her still working at her desk. "You should go home," Adrian said, leaning against the door frame. "I could say the same to you," she replied with a gentle laugh. He stared at her, the usual corporate barrier between them melting away. "Elena Do you like me?" Her heart skipped a beat. Not out of affection, But because the trap was finally springing. She lowered her eyes, playing shy. "Maybe." He stepped closer. Maybe? Maybe I like you more than I should, she whispered, looking up at him. Inside, she was thrilled. He was falling, exactly according to plan. Three weeks later, he took her out for dinner at an exclusive restaurant. Adrian reached across the white tablecloth and took her hand. I don't know what you've done to me, He confessed, his voice surprisingly raw. I think I'm falling for you. "I think I'm falling for you, too," Elena said softly. It was a masterclass in deception, and Adrian bought every word. While her right hand rested in his, her left was under the table, holding her phone. On the screen was the old family photo alongside a fresh text from her contact. He's falling for you. So, what's the next step? Looking straight into the eyes of the man who ruined her life, Elena typed back three words under the table: Make him propose. "I want you in my life, Elena," Adrian said, pulling her hand closer. "Then let me in," she murmured. When he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss right there at the table, Elena kissed him back, letting her hands slide down his chest to his waist, Anchoring him to her. Neither of them cared about turning heads around the dining room.