CHAPTER THIRTY SEVENLEO’S POVThe kiss was sudden, intense, and electrifying. As soon as our lips met, I felt her tense, but then she melted against me, and something inside me broke free. There was no hesitation, no gentleness. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I hadn’t even realized how much I had been restraining myself until now. My kiss was firm, claiming, as though I had been holding on to this need for far too long.My mind spun as a surge of emotions crashed through me, emotions I didn’t even know I was capable of. My heart pounded wildly, and for the first time, I didn’t care about the consequences. What line had we crossed? Did it even matter anymore?I expected her to pull away, to slap me or scream at me for overstepping. But then she leaned into the kiss. Just for a moment. That moment was all it took for me to lose any sense of control.My hand tightened around her waist, pulling her closer until there wasn’t an inch of space between us. I could feel the warmth of her body
Rachel's POVI was stunned as the words left his mouth. My gaze locked onto his, searching desperately for any hint of deception, but his eyes revealed nothing. Was it possible I had misunderstood him, just as he might have misunderstood my role in posting Helen's article?“Someone else posted it without my knowledge, and…” he trailed off, his eyes falling to the ground for just a moment. Then, he looked back up, and our gazes met again, charged with unresolved tension.In that instant, memories rushed back like an unstoppable tide, pulling me into a moment I had long buried.Flashback“Hey, Cecilia! Yes, today’s my first day of grad school as a master’s student,” I said over the phone, my voice bright with excitement. But even as I spoke, anxiety tugged at me. My eyes darted around the room, searching for something I held dear—my bracelet, the one I considered my lucky charm.Wearing it today meant everything, but I couldn't find it.“Ugh! Where is that bracelet?” My frustration boil
FLASHBACK CONTINUESRACHEL'S POVThe projector displays a case study on the screen: a multinational corporation facing challenges in managing its global operations. "Good morning Everyone. For the new students joining today, I am Professor Harding and I will be teaching you Global Business Strategy and Leadership. On that note, the first question I would like to ask today is, between centralization and decentralization, which is the best strategy for a global corporation like this? I would love to hear your answers" He said while staring at us, looking at different angles to see who would attempt the answer.A few minutes later, I decided to contribute since no one was willing to answer. I raised my hand."Nice, can you tell me your name?" He asked while keeping his phone on the table."I am Rachel Snow and I would say Decentralization," I said, keeping my posture as firm as possible."Okay, Rachel. It's nice to meet you. Care to elaborate on why you choose decentralization?"Profess
Flashback continuesLEO’S POV I must admit, she seems quite intelligent from the way she spoke earlier. Working together might not be so bad, but only as long as our opinions don’t clash.“Okay, I think we’ll discuss it tomorrow,” she said, excusing herself. As she turned to leave, she bumped into Mark.“Oh, sorry about that,” Mark said, and she gave him a quick nod.“So much bumping into people on my first day,” she muttered, before walking away. Mark shook my hand and continued talking.“Did you hear about the new bar opening tonight near the university? You should come check it out with me.” His tone was eager, but my attention had already shifted to Rachel disappearing down the hall.“I’m not interested,” I replied, starting to walk toward my next class.“Oh, come on, Leo,” Mark pressed, following me as I shook my head in disapproval.As we approached the classroom, I spotted her again—Rachel—standing in the corner, someone towering over her, blocking her path.“Oh no, looks lik
LEO’S POV"Hello, Mark, can you tell me the location of the new bar? " I asked, glancing at the time—8:30 PM already."What? Are you going? I was thinking we could head over at 10 PM, you know," he replied, dodging my question entirely.Damn, what kind of friend is this?I can’t even remember how we became friends in the first place. How did we?"Mark, you didn’t answer my question," I repeated, my irritation bleeding through my voice."Alright, alright. It’s beside the GnGee Mall. It’s called Baresque," he finally relented. Before he could start rambling again, I hung up.As I sped down the highway, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. What if Dave’s already done something? The thought gnawed at me, making me press down harder on the accelerator.But why do I care? I usually ignore this kind of drama. What’s different now?My phone buzzed, and I saw it was Mom calling. "Hey, Mom," I answered, but she stayed silent. She was pissed, I could tell. "I’ll be a little late, but I’
CHAPTER ONELEO’S POV“It was nice doing business with you, Mr. Leonardo, but I must say I cannot just invest in your company for some reasons. I will have to think about it,” Mr. Max Zenin, the largest shareholder of Whites Company, said.“Okay, you have all the time to think about it. I guarantee you it’s worth it,” I replied, crossing my legs. I was dressed in a black Tom Ford suit with Tom Ford Elian shoes, projecting the image of confidence and success.Now you might be wondering who I am, Leonardo Lugard is my name. The owner of L&L Building—the most well-known and biggest mall in Las Vegas— and I am here to get Max Zenin to invest in my company. My physical description? - A tall, fair, dark-haired appearance, coupled with piercing eyes that seemed to hold a world of secrets, gave me an air of mystery and intrigue that drew others to me like moths to a flame. But to my dismay, Mr. Max seemed to have trust issues.“Now, if you will excuse me, I have another meeting to attend,” I
CHAPTER TWOLEO’S POV“Hello, Mr. Leonardo,” Drew greeted, extending his hand for a shake, but I opted to remain seated, ignoring the gesture.“Wow, I guess the media really did cover your personality accurately,” Drew remarked, a smile stretching across his face as he settled into the seat opposite me.“I’m not sure why you decided to come in before the scheduled time, but it appears to be perfect timing. The offer wasn’t for you alone, actually; it’s for both you and Miss Rachel Snow,” Drew explained, his tone even.Just then, the door swung open, and Rachel entered confidently, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Her eyes scanned the room before landing on us, and she wasted no time in addressing me with a “really” look.“Perfect timing, Miss Rachel. Please have a seat,” Drew interjected smoothly, attempting to diffuse the tension.“Oh, this day can’t get any worse. I can’t believe I am bumping into you for the second time in just a day. Are you stalking me?” Rachel reto
CHAPTER THREERACHEL’S POV“What, Rachel? Are you serious?” Cecilia asked for the 100th time. Cecilia, my best friend, had grown up with me. A striking model and influential social media figure, She was also the ambassador for my jewelry line. With her long, flowing ebony hair, piercing blue eyes, and model-like figure, she had seen the news and rushed over to my house to confirm if it was just a rumor or fake. I assured her I was aware and fully supportive of it.“Are you sure you are okay?” she asked again, concern evident in her voice.“Yes, Cecile, I accept this challenge. I’ve got various plans in my head right now. One is to make him accept the challenge. Two is to get to know more about him—specifically his weaknesses and flaws—and use them to my advantage. Lastly, I will get rid of the other couples in the show, and then I will get rid of him too, making me the only person standing. Max Zenin would have no choice but to invest in my company. And that’s it. I’m going to secure