Her Demand
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The steady buzz of the coffee shop where Michelle sat barely matched the busy energy of his office. Michelle Dwelt mixed his coffee and his spoon tap sharply against the cup as they were mixed with anger. He glanced at his watch for the third time in five minutes, hating the pointless wait that felt like time slipping away.

His mind replayed Janet’s call from the night before after sealing the deal with Sarah at Roy's Enterprises. He remembered Janet's strained voice, stripped of its usual arrogance.

“We need to talk. It’s about a… situation. Chloe’s sniffing around something. It could get out of hand if not addressed.” She muttered.

“Situation!” The word was infuriatingly vague. What could the secretary possibly have stumbled upon? Meetings and strategy sessions filled his schedule, leading to a planned dinner with Sarah. He didn’t have time for Janet’s dramatics.

He was halfway out of his seat, making a decision, when the bell above the door chimed. Janet rushed in, her cheeks fl
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  • The Standoff

    The room felt smaller when Malik entered. Though simply dressed, his presence had a quiet intensity that unsettled Michelle. Sarah, caught between the two men, felt her chest tighten as if the air itself had thickened.Malik paid no attention to Michelle’s sneering tone. His eyes, steady and unreadable, turned only to Sarah.“I came to eat,” he said politely, his voice calm yet tinged with an emotion she couldn’t quite place. “But it’s a good thing I found you here. I was pained that you wouldn’t join me, but now…… Now I’m glad I found you.” His lips curved faintly, almost tenderly. Sarah felt warmth creep up her cheeks with a blush. She hated that it betrayed her in front of Michelle. Quickly, she straightened her back, trying to appear composed. She wasn’t sure how to respond, his sincerity catching her completely off guard. Why is he saying this here, in front of him? And in the thousands of high classes watching.Michelle, noticing the flicker of red on her face, chuckled mocking

  • Dinner Together

    Michelle’s grip loosened the moment Sarah’s voice cut through the tension. He released Chloe abruptly, stepping back with practiced ease. His hand smoothed down the front of his suit as if straightening invisible wrinkles. By the time he turned toward Sarah, his face wore a polished mask of calm, charming and untouchable.“Oh, this? Chloe’s been practicing for an acting role. She needed someone to help with the rehearsal, and since no man around here wanted to help, I stepped in.” Michelle said lightly, even allowing himself a soft laugh. His voice was smooth, so convincing that it could have been the truth.Sarah’s brow furrowed, her gaze flicking from Michelle to Chloe with doubt flickering in her eyes. “Acting…?”Chloe’s throat still ached where his hand had pressed, but she forced a stiff smile, nodding. “Yes, thank you, Michelle. That was… helpful.” Her words were wooden, but she prayed Sarah would accept them at face value.Sarah exhaled, pressing a hand to her chest. “You two s

  • The Brewing Storm

    Michelle’s fists clenched tight, the veins along his knuckles bulging as he stormed out of the cafe. The slam of the door echoed down the street like a gunshot, drawing startled glances from passersby. He hardly noticed. His chest rose and fell with sharp, ragged breaths as the weight of fury pressed against his ribs.“How could she… That damned fool just shattered everything!” he muttered under his breath, his voice jagged with disbelief. He shoved a hand through his hair, his usually sleek composure fraying at the edges. Chloe’s refusal wasn’t just a minor setback, it was a dangerous crack in the wall he had built so carefully. She knew too much. She had leverage and leverage in the wrong hands could turn into ruin.Still, beneath the rush of anger, something colder anchored him. Michelle Dwelt was no stranger to betrayal or defiance. He had built an empire on outmaneuvering obstacles and silencing threats. Chloe would not be the exception. She thought she could walk away? She thou

  • Her Demand

    The steady buzz of the coffee shop where Michelle sat barely matched the busy energy of his office. Michelle Dwelt mixed his coffee and his spoon tap sharply against the cup as they were mixed with anger. He glanced at his watch for the third time in five minutes, hating the pointless wait that felt like time slipping away. His mind replayed Janet’s call from the night before after sealing the deal with Sarah at Roy's Enterprises. He remembered Janet's strained voice, stripped of its usual arrogance. “We need to talk. It’s about a… situation. Chloe’s sniffing around something. It could get out of hand if not addressed.” She muttered.“Situation!” The word was infuriatingly vague. What could the secretary possibly have stumbled upon? Meetings and strategy sessions filled his schedule, leading to a planned dinner with Sarah. He didn’t have time for Janet’s dramatics.He was halfway out of his seat, making a decision, when the bell above the door chimed. Janet rushed in, her cheeks fl

  • The Wall Between Them

    Malik’s neck pain was the first thing he felt when he woke up on the chair. He groaned, shifting on the living room couch where he’d finally succumbed to exhaustion. Pale morning light filtered through the windows, sending dust motes dancing in the silent, empty room. Sarah had never woken him.The memory of the previous night, of the news broadcast and Sarah's cold dismissal crashed back into him with the force of a physical blow. “She signed it.” The truth was a cold stone in his gut. He pushed himself up, his body protesting, and made his way to the restroom, splashing cold water on his face. In the restroom, what he saw was a tired man in the mirror, shadows under his eyes, but his gaze was steady and resolved, determined not to give up yet until Sarah finds out the truth. “Time for patience is over.” He exclaimed.Malik walks up to the dining room where he finds Sarah in a portrait of elegant isolation. A woman in a black suit with her hair up, Sarah was using her tablet with

  • Whispers in the Dark

    Sarah closed the heavy front door of the Roy mansion behind her, letting it click shut as she came home. The sound echoed through the hallway and made everything feel extra quiet. She leaned against the door for a moment, the cool wood soothing her after being out in the hot day. Her navy suit, which made her feel powerful at work, now just felt uncomfortable. She had already kicked off her heels near the entrance, tired from the day. Malik appeared from the living room, standing in the soft lamp light. He had clearly been waiting for her. "Sarah," he began, his voice a careful blend of concern and suppressed urgency. "How was... today? The meeting...?" He asked.He took a step closer, wanting to comfort her, maybe even brush hair off her forehead, but he stopped when he saw her hand shaking as she rubbed her temple. The tired look under her eyes was clear, even in the soft light.Before he could say anything, she looked up sharply. Her eyes, usually warm, were now cold and hard. “

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