TAMIN MR GRAY

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symphony of car horns and hurried footsteps. The building loomed above me, its reflective windows glinting in the morning sun like the ey

mall town where I grew up with one mission: to succeed on my own terms. Yet, as I stepped through the revol

ved they were entitled to everything without lifting a finger. And now, I found myself working for Alexander Gray, the epitome of everything I disliked. A billionai

" a voice jolted m

ed slightly familiar-Jack Matthews, if I remembered correctly from my extensiv

, forcing a smile. "Just

nough. Just watch out for the sharks." He winked, and I couldn't help but

e in on office gossip, which mostly revolved around Alex

you can crack him, there's a chance you'll learn a lot. J

ach. My thoughts were interrupted when I stepped into the bustling open-plan office. The space buzz

ps, and awkward icebreakers. I was immersed in spreadsheets and data projections when a su

d, he wore a tailored suit that screamed power and authority. His piercing blue eyes scanned the room, and I f

n that split second, I saw something in his gaze-a flicker of interest, perhaps? I s

nally to exchange words with various department heads. I pretended t

hts, and I turned to him, grateful for the

asked, a sense of

the big boss himself. Don't worry, you'll be f

ow. I gathered my notes and followed Jack to the sleek conference room where Alexander already sat, reviewing

Collins, our new analy

iss Collins," he said, his voice smooth but laced

ent and fumbled for words. "Thank you

ncial data, I could feel Alexander's eyes on me, assessing, evaluating. I forced mysel

in his chair, his gaze fixed on me. "Miss Collins,

cleared, I lingered, hoping to gain some insight into the enigma that was Alexander Gray. B

brief encounter. Was there more to Alexander Gray than the cold, calculating pe

he day, Jack caught up with

tted, "but I thin

n do with someone like Gray. Ju

I said, grateful

g. I paused, taking a moment to reflect on the day. My first encounter with Alexander Gra

nything but ordinary. And as I walked towards the subway, my mind was alre

he feeling that Alexander Gray and I were on a collision cour

hone buzzed with a message. A number I

who you trus

s had only just begun, and the stakes were higher than I could have ever imagined. The twists and turns ahead we

y ahead. I was determined to uncover the truth, no matter the cost. Little did I know, the secrets I would dis