2 years ago…Kai swallowed hard, trying to calm herself as she stared at the man in front of her.Jarrel Grayson.Dressed in a crisp white long-sleeved polo, the fabric hugged his toned arms, making every muscle visible. The way his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows revealed the prominent veins on his forearms, running down to his large hands.Everything about him was overwhelming.But despite that, she was glad she could still handle his presence.One glance at him, and anyone would immediately recognize that he was the CEO of this place—powerful, composed, and untouchable. Yet, there he was, sitting across from her, staring at her with amusement flickering in his eyes. His lips remained in a thin, unreadable line—not smiling, not frowning.“I have something to confess, love…” she muttered, pouting slightly, her nervousness evident.Jarrel gently took both of her hands in his and brought them to his lips, kissing them softly, over and over again.“What is it?” he asked, his voice
2 years ago….The moment they stepped into the elevator, Kai could already feel the tension in Jarrel’s body—the way he held her hand too tightly, as if restraining himself, the way his jaw clenched and flexed with pent-up desire.His dark eyes locked onto her reflection in the elevator’s mirrored doors, his brows furrowing as if in a silent warning.Don’t test me. But she already had.And God—the anticipation was driving her crazy.Her pulse pounded wildly in her throat as she tried to hold his gaze through the glass, but the intensity in his eyes made her look away.She knew what was coming.When the elevator doors slid open, her heart slammed against her ribs.Jarrel didn’t say a word. Didn’t even hesitate.With his grip still firm on her wrist, he led her inside his office. For the first time, she was stepping into his private space—a place where no one else had ever been invited.It felt like a statement.A silent claim.She barely had time to take in her surroundings before sh
“I SAW HIM. I saw Jarrel…”Kai sat at the edge of her bed, feeling breathless. Her fingers trembled as she gripped her phone, talking to her best friend, Jessielyn, who looked just as troubled as she was.It had been a week since she returned from Canada, where she spent three years working for a major company. She accepted the job without hesitation, grabbing the opportunity to escape without a second thought.Because back then, running away was her only choice.Leaving everything behind—including him.Jarrel Grayson.The man she tried so hard to forget.“You can’t escape now,” Jessielyn murmured.“I know.” Kai sighed deeply, staring at her reflection in the vanity mirror. “And I don’t plan to run away again.”“Are you ready to face him?” Jessielyn asked, her voice tinged with worry. “Jarrel is… different now. Scarier, even. But that doesn’t stop women from chasing him.”Kai swallowed hard. “Is he with the mother of his son?” That was the first question that slipped out of her lips.
2 years ago….The moment they stepped into the elevator, Kai could already feel the tension in Jarrel’s body—the way he held her hand too tightly, as if restraining himself, the way his jaw clenched and flexed with pent-up desire.His dark eyes locked onto her reflection in the elevator’s mirrored doors, his brows furrowing as if in a silent warning.Don’t test me. But she already had.And God—the anticipation was driving her crazy.Her pulse pounded wildly in her throat as she tried to hold his gaze through the glass, but the intensity in his eyes made her look away.She knew what was coming.When the elevator doors slid open, her heart slammed against her ribs.Jarrel didn’t say a word. Didn’t even hesitate.With his grip still firm on her wrist, he led her inside his office. For the first time, she was stepping into his private space—a place where no one else had ever been invited.It felt like a statement.A silent claim.She barely had time to take in her surroundings before sh
2 years ago…Kai swallowed hard, trying to calm herself as she stared at the man in front of her.Jarrel Grayson.Dressed in a crisp white long-sleeved polo, the fabric hugged his toned arms, making every muscle visible. The way his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows revealed the prominent veins on his forearms, running down to his large hands.Everything about him was overwhelming.But despite that, she was glad she could still handle his presence.One glance at him, and anyone would immediately recognize that he was the CEO of this place—powerful, composed, and untouchable. Yet, there he was, sitting across from her, staring at her with amusement flickering in his eyes. His lips remained in a thin, unreadable line—not smiling, not frowning.“I have something to confess, love…” she muttered, pouting slightly, her nervousness evident.Jarrel gently took both of her hands in his and brought them to his lips, kissing them softly, over and over again.“What is it?” he asked, his voice
2 years ago…Kai and her family were having dinner at one of the fancy restaurants in town. Seated beside her was her older brother, Kent, while their parents sat across from them, both exuding elegance—especially her mother.“How about you, Kent? When do you plan to settle down?” Her mother’s voice broke the comfortable silence, directing the question to the man beside her.The constant pressure from their parents to settle down was something both she and her brother found exhausting. Kai knew exactly what kind of man her brother was—he played around with women and had no intention of committing. She couldn’t even imagine him in a serious relationship, much less marriage.“I’m too young for that, Mom,” Kent answered, sounding annoyed as he took a sip of his vodka.“Too young? For Christ’s sake, son!” Their mother gasped, clearly exasperated. “You’re turning thirty in a few months. Men should settle down at that age.”“I’m enjoying my bachelor life,” he replied with a smirk.“Until w
“I SAW HIM. I saw Jarrel…”Kai sat at the edge of her bed, feeling breathless. Her fingers trembled as she gripped her phone, talking to her best friend, Jessielyn, who looked just as troubled as she was.It had been a week since she returned from Canada, where she spent three years working for a major company. She accepted the job without hesitation, grabbing the opportunity to escape without a second thought.Because back then, running away was her only choice.Leaving everything behind—including him.Jarrel Grayson.The man she tried so hard to forget.“You can’t escape now,” Jessielyn murmured.“I know.” Kai sighed deeply, staring at her reflection in the vanity mirror. “And I don’t plan to run away again.”“Are you ready to face him?” Jessielyn asked, her voice tinged with worry. “Jarrel is… different now. Scarier, even. But that doesn’t stop women from chasing him.”Kai swallowed hard. “Is he with the mother of his son?” That was the first question that slipped out of her lips.