Dating the Billionaire Boss

The first time Emma Cole tasted regret, it was sweet as champagne and sharp as the stubble on Alexander Blackwood’s jaw. She knew better than to stay. She’d told herself she wouldn’t. But somewhere between the hush of the empty office and the rough brush of his fingers over her cheek, she forgot every reason she should walk away. “You don’t have to pretend you don’t want this,” he murmured, his voice low enough to slip under her skin. Her breath caught as his thumb traced her lower lip. He looked so perfectly composed in his tailored suit, the billionaire everyone feared and respected. And yet, here, in the shadows, he was only a man—hungry, dangerous, and achingly real. Maybe she should have refused him. Maybe she should have remembered the risks. But when his mouth covered hers, all she could think was yes. Later, she would wonder when the line blurred—when the harmless attraction became obsession. When she stopped caring about her job, her reputation, her carefully constructed life. And when she fell so completely that she knew she’d never escape him. This was the moment it began: the first stolen kiss in the dark. The moment Emma stopped belonging to herself.