he sheer curtains of her modest but stylish apartment. The scent of freshly brewed cof
blankets, something she rarely indulged in. Her life didn't allow for much rest - not
t was quiet, save for the faint hum of the city outside. She poured herself a
business news, and social updates about the Russell family. Every pie
to that electric encounter at the masquerade gala and the "chance" mee
houghts more than she cared to admit. Get it together, Jasmine, she scolde
w of his penthouse, nursing a glass of bourbon despite the early hour. Th
stop thinkin
ivating woman he'd m
e felt... significant. She was intelligent, confident, and intri
st for personal reasons, but fo
echoed in his mind: M
power, alliances, and control. Hayden refused to be manipulat
e had to
o it on h
ld buy him time, shielding him from his father's relentless pressure. He
willed, and intelligent. She wouldn't be easily cont
uld sh
lan forming clearly in his mind. He wou
k dress as she arrived at the exclusive rooftop restaurant Hayd
I have a pro
up. She wasn't naive enough to believe he'd simply been thinking about
lelit terrace, where soft jazz music played in the background. The panoramic view of the
tailored charcoal suit, his dark hair styled with effortless precision
oth, warm, yet tinged with s
ering a small, guarded
ard the private table s
y. For a few moments, they made polite conversation - about the restaurant, the city's s
s gaze head-on. "I assume you didn't invit
ment touched his l
expression turning seri
itted in sur
y choosing his words. "My family expects me to marry - soo
ickened. Where was
reputation," Hayden continued. "But my fath
spinning. "So... what does
ified. "I want
certain she'd m
n clarified smoothly. "Stric
is wasn't what she'd
ded. "There would be terms, legal agreem
ked, her voice l
ou won't be controlled," Hayden said withou
d be her chance - her way into
into his pocket and pulled out a sleek black
quietly. "Everything you
her heart pounding. She met his gaze, seeing not just determination
deal. This was his way of
is could be her way of
fted her chin, masking the turmo
d into a knowing sm
foresee how their lives were about to become entangle