All Chapters of Surrendering to the Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The boardroom was cold, sterile, and suffocatingly silent. The only sound was the faint hum of the air conditioning and the occasional shuffle of papers. Amelia Hayes sat at the far end of the long mahogany table, her fingers curled tightly around a stack of documents she had spent months perfecting. The weight of exhaustion pressed down on her, but she ignored it, forcing herself to sit upright. The contract in her hands was a masterpiece, a deal that would bring in millions, solidifying Cavendish Corporation’s dominance in the market.She should have felt victorious.Instead, there was only an eerie, lingering tension in the room.Across from her, Ethan Cavendish, her husband of five years, the man she had loved, built a life with, sat in his plush leather chair with the cool detachment of a man utterly indifferent to the woman sitting before him. There was something unsettling about the way he stared at her, as if he were a stranger rather than the man who had once sworn to stand b

Amelia adjusted her blazer as she stepped into the grand lobby of Black Tower. The space was as intimidating as its owner: sleek, modern, and unapologetically commanding. Polished black marble floors reflected the pristine glass walls, and a massive geometric chandelier cast intricate patterns of light across the space. A steady hum of professionalism filled the air as employees moved with purpose.She approached the front desk, where a woman in a sharp suit greeted her with a knowing smile. “Ms. Hayes, Mr. Black is expecting you. Please follow me.”Amelia nodded, following Natalie to a private elevator tucked away behind a column. The elevator hummed as it climbed higher into the clouds, its soft chime breaking the suffocating silence. Amelia tried to focus on the rhythmic rise of the floor numbers, but her reflection in the elevator’s mirrored walls betrayed her nerves. She was stepping into unknown territory, and Adrian Black was waiting on the other side.When the elevator doors s

The contract sat in front of her, a single sheet of paper that held more power than anything in her life right now, mocking her with its pristine, untouched pages. Next to it, her laptop screen still glowed with the Cavendish Project: Phase One email thread, its cryptic phrases swirling in her mind like a storm she couldn’t escape."Acquisition strategies.""Control measures.""Necessary eliminations."Amelia leaned back into the couch, staring at it. Not signing meant she still had a choice. Signing meant surrendering to Adrian Black’s world. And she had no doubt that once she stepped into his world, there would be no escape.She hadn’t slept. She couldn’t. Ethan’s warning played over and over in her head."He’s not just coming for Cavendish. He’s coming for you."The words should have sent her running. But instead, they pulled her deeper. Because if Adrian was playing a game, then she needed to know what kind of piece she was on his board. A part of her had suspected Adrian was dang

The pen felt heavier than it should.Amelia’s fingers hovered over the contract, her heart pounding in her ears, the words blurred together in her mind. Once she signed, there would be no going back. That’s all it would take. The contract sat between them, untouched, pristine, except for the dried blood staining Amelia’s name.She had spent the night turning over every possibility in her mind. She could walk away. She could ignore Adrian Black and everything he had placed before her. But deep down, she knew she wouldn’t. Because Adrian had been right.She had spent years building something for Ethan, only for him to discard her like she had been nothing. She had watched as men, powerful men took credit for her work. And now, for the first time, someone was handing her power.It didn’t matter that Adrian had his own motives. What mattered was that this time, she wouldn’t be the woman standing in the shadows.One stroke of ink, and she would step into Adrian Black’s world, a world where

The black chess piece sat on Amelia’s desk, its polished surface reflecting the soft glow of her office lamp.The queen.She turned it over in her fingers, her stomach tightening as she reread the note beside it. A message. A warning. A game. But from whom?"Careful where you step, Ms. Hayes. The ground isn’t always stable."Someone was watching. And whoever it was, they knew exactly what they were doing.Amelia wasn’t naïve enough to think this was just another corporate rivalry. This wasn’t just a challenge from an executive who didn’t like a woman in power. This was personal. Someone had been watching her. This was calculated. Testing the waters. And that meant someone believed she was a threat.Her fingers curled around the chess piece, her nails biting into her palm. Fear wasn’t an option. Not now. Not ever. If someone wanted her to back down, they had severely underestimated her. And if Adrian Black had any involvement in this? She was going to find out.…..The elevator ride to