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Shadows of Desire

When ambitious journalist Emilia Carter lands a coveted role at Lustre, she never expects to attract the attention of its enigmatic CEO, Alexander Blackwood. Cold, calculating, and irresistibly magnetic, Alexander thrives in control until Emilia challenges him. What begins as a battle of wills soon turns into a dangerously seductive game of power and passion. But as Emilia is drawn deeper into his world, she uncovers secrets that threaten to shatter everything. As desire and obsession blur, she must decide: surrender to his shadowed past or risk losing herself. In Shadows of Desire, love is a temptation and destruction may be inevitable.

Feb 23, 2025  |   64 min read

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Fabunmi Mercy
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Chapter 10: Shifting Tides

The offer from Evelyn Rhodes was still fresh in my mind as I walked into the office the next morning. The air felt different charged, as if the entire company had sensed the shift in power dynamics.

My phone buzzed with a message from Evelyn: "Think fast, Olivia. The world waits for no one."

I sighed, slipping my phone into my bag. She was right. But I needed to be sure before making a decision that could change everything.

A Surprise Meeting

The moment I stepped off the elevator, I spotted Alexander standing near my desk, arms crossed, his presence impossible to ignore.

"Miss Carter, my office. Now."

My pulse quickened, but I forced my expression to remain neutral. The office felt suffocating as he closed the door behind us.

"You haven't given me an answer," he said, cutting straight to the point.

"I wasn't aware I owed you one," I countered.

A slow, knowing smile spread across his face. "Olivia, let's not play games. We both know Evelyn's offer isn't about your career - it's about power."

"And what is this?" I gestured between us. "Isn't this also about power?"

He stepped closer, lowering his voice. "Maybe. But the difference is, I protect what's mine."

I swallowed hard, ignoring the warmth curling in my stomach. "I haven't made a decision yet."

His gaze held mine, intense and unreadable. "Then make the right one."

A Moment of Clarity

I spent the afternoon buried in work, trying to ignore the war brewing inside me. When I finally stepped outside for fresh air, I was met with an unexpected sight - Evelyn waiting near the curb, her car idling behind her.

"Get in," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.

I hesitated before sliding into the passenger seat. She drove in silence for a few blocks before finally speaking.

"Do you know why I chose you?" she asked, her eyes fixed on the road.

"Because I have potential?" I guessed.

"Because you remind me of myself," she corrected. "I see the hunger in you, Olivia. You want more, but you're afraid to reach for it."

I looked away. "That's not true."

"Isn't it?" she challenged. "Alexander Blackwood is a force, but you don't have to be caught in his orbit. You can be a force of your own."

The words struck something deep within me.

"I need time to decide," I admitted.

She nodded. "Don't take too long. Opportunities like this don't wait."

As I stepped out of her car, I realized something - Evelyn was giving me a choice, but Alexander? he was demanding loyalty. And that difference meant everything.

The Final Confrontation

That evening, I found myself standing outside Alexander's office, my heart pounding.

I pushed open the door without knocking. "I've made my decision."

He looked up, surprised. "And?"

I took a deep breath. "I'm choosing myself."

For a moment, he said nothing. Then, to my surprise, he leaned back in his chair and smiled.

"I was hoping you'd say that," he murmured.

I blinked. "What?"

He stood, walking toward me with deliberate steps. "You think I want someone who follows orders blindly? No, Olivia. I want someone who knows their worth."

His fingers grazed my wrist, a subtle yet deliberate touch. "You've always had a choice."

I held my ground. "Then you'll respect mine."

A flicker of something crossed his face - approval, maybe even admiration.

"I will," he said. "But just know, this changes everything."

I nodded. "I'm counting on it."

As I turned and walked away, I felt lighter. The game had changed, but this time, I was no longer a pawn. I was a player in my own right.

And I was ready for whatever came next.

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