2025-11-06 19:59:59Morning light spilled across Tessa’s desk as she tried to steady her breathing. She had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw him—Elias Kane—standing in the dark of that parking lot, the city lights burning behind him like he owned the skyline.
She had heard stories about him. Everyone had.
But meeting him in person wasn’t something anyone could ever fully prepare for.
Tessa took a slow breath.
She smoothed her hair, straightened her blouse, and focused on typing up the morning reports. Her fingers weren’t as steady as usual.
Just as she finished reorganizing the day’s schedule, her phone buzzed.
“Mr. Kane wants you in Conference Room 14.”
Her heart stopped.
So soon?
Conference Room 14 was the highest level—executive floor. Assistants didn’t just go up there unless called.
Tessa wiped her palms against her skirt, steadied herself, and walked.
The elevator chimed softly as it opened to the top floor. Everything up here was quiet—carpets so thick that footsteps made no sound, glass walls looking out over the skyline, and an air that felt colder. Controlled. Curated.
The door to Conference Room 14 was partly open.
She stepped inside.
Elias Kane was already there.
Not seated—standing at the head of the table, looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows as though the entire city existed solely for his inspection.
He didn’t turn when she entered, but he must have heard her. He always heard everything; that was the kind of man he was.
“Miss Hart,” he said, voice calm, but with a weight that made the room feel smaller.
“Yes, sir,” she replied quietly.
He turned then—slowly, deliberately.
There was something unsettling about the way he looked at her. Not improper—just aware. As though he could see every thought she hadn’t spoken.
“Sit,” he said.
She did.
He watched her, expression unreadable. “You handled the scheduling crisis yesterday with precision. And the vendor negotiations. Santos has been trying to break that contract for months. He didn’t manage to. You did.”
Tessa blinked, surprised. “I just… read the terms carefully.”
“Most people don’t read,” Elias said. “They sign. They follow. They assume.”
His gaze held hers.
He was studying her.
Not for weakness.
“You’re disciplined,” he continued. “And you don’t get rattled easily. Except,” he paused, “when you think too much.”
Her stomach tightened. He didn’t say it to intimidate her. He said it because he had noticed.
“I—” Tessa began, unsure what she was apologizing for.
“There’s no need for excuses,” he cut in gently. “I don’t hire perfection. I hire capability.”
There was something strangely grounding about the way he spoke. Direct. Precise. No wasted words.
He set a folder on the table and slid it toward her.
“I want you assigned exclusively to my office starting today.”
Her breath caught.
Exclusively.
Close proximity. Every day.
That wasn’t just a position.
Or danger.
Maybe both.
She didn’t speak immediately. She needed to understand. “May I ask… why me?”
He didn’t hesitate.
“Because everyone else in this company already serves their own agenda.”
“You haven’t shown one yet.”
Tessa felt those words settle deep.
He didn’t mean it as praise.
It was an observation. Maybe even a test.
“I’ll give you the details of upcoming mergers, acquisitions, and private correspondences,” he continued. “You’ll manage what passes through my hands. And what never reaches them.”
So this wasn’t just scheduling.
This was power.
Discretion. Control. Information.
High-stakes.
Tessa exhaled slowly. “I understand.”
A faint trace of something crossed his expression. Approval, maybe. Or curiosity. It was impossible to tell.
“Report to my office at eight tomorrow,” he said. “And Miss Hart—”
She looked up.
“You’ll need thicker shoes. You’re stepping into deep waters now.”
Her pulse fluttered.
“I’ll be ready,” she said quietly.
He nodded once.
Dismissed.
She didn’t realize her hands were trembling until she stepped back into the elevator.
This job was no longer just employment.
It was proximity to power.
To a man the world admired and feared in equal measure.
And as the elevator doors closed, Tessa finally admitted the truth to herself—
What scared her most wasn’t Elias Kane.
It was the part of her that wanted to understand him.
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