son
dn't help but feel their eyes slowly perching around me. Some were pitying me, others accusing. My phone couldn't stop vibrating on my desk, and I know what it was all about. I couldn't see the need to
gone live bare
eadline again, bold and acc
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into exposing the truth. And yet, I couldn't help but have doubts, as sharp and cold, and the weight of w
ainted a targe
d something about treading carefully, but his reluctance only fueled my determination. B
of my choice pr
with a bang, and a man stormed in, his to
spite the anger in his dark eyes. His presence was intimidating as it got everyone's attention drawn to
. He was larger than life, even more in
his voice a low growl that
shoulders. "M
and lethal. He stared right into my face
he asked, in a calm tone, too calm. And
" I replied, my voice
eless accusations with the intention to destroy my reputation." He leaned closer, his voice dro
t I refused to flinch. "Every word in
"You wouldn't know evidence if it hit you in the face
of myself, his words like knives. I felt the sting of humil
his tone sharp and final. "Or you'll regret why y
in. "I won't t
oment, his composure slipped,
istake," he said,
lowing hard. "But I s
nt war of wills. Then, without another word, he turne
hands were shaking as soon as I sat down, but I refused to let anyone see it. I looked at th
-
as Harold, my editor looking uncom
started with h
hat was
not happy. I have been informed that Blackwell's team is consulting its
air against the tiled floor was lo
with me. "Madison, you're a good journalist, but this ...
iving up because the pressure is too much? Letti
s bigger than you, Mad
my pulse roaring in my ears. "You're making
didn't
being wronged that almost felt liberating. They could fire me.
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y world, in my storm. Finally, the responsibility of making the decision lay a bu
n I needed to clear my head. I got my order from the cashier and th
ay?" she
muttered, clutching th
and tried to read the notes one more time. If Bla
, some doubt crept into my mind.
ne broke my train of thought.
ison," she began without eve
th," I said, my words shaky a
continued. "He's ruthless. If you think he
"Let him come. I ha
r tone softening. "You've worked too hard to
ough she couldn't
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hrough the city. The lights blurred as exhausti
sed onto the couch, staring at the ceiling. My phone b
impending legal action ag
x of fear and resolve
only the