emember m
the room like a knife, and f
froze mid-motion, the pen hovering over the contract he'd been signing. There she
ria
smile, was someone entirely different. Her presence filled the room with an unsettling confidence, and the sharpness of
nce. This woman was polished, poised, and undeniably powerful. The sleek black dress she wore hugged her figure in a way that
n, his voice betraying a flicker of uncertainty as he st
voice cutting through the air like ice. "You
ced, trying to piece together the fragments of the woman from his past, the
ght back. The woman he had
the same, yet... different. There was power in the way she held hersel
a step forward, her heels clicking with purpo
t some random rival or opportunist. She was Cambria, the wife he'd
, with something far more let
hroat tight as if the simple act of saying her na
ly what he was thinking. "I'm here because you need me, Maddox. And you al
deeply he'd underestimated her. She was no longer the shy girl he'd dismissed; she was a wom
uilt he did. But instead, there was a deepe
thing he'd fought so ha
clear he no longer he
is voice was rough, but there was a trembling edge to it now. His usual conf
aying at her lips. "I think," she said slowly, "that I'm
lithered down his sp
e problem. Your empire is crumbling, and the board's growing impatient. You need someone they
sn't here for him to save. She was here to save h
ords lacked conviction. It was the knee-jerk reacti
the only woman left who can fix the damage you've caused. All I need is a little... paperwork." She reached
ly happening? He had built an empire. He had done the unthinkable to p
per. His heart raced, blood pounding in his ears. He fel
as he picked it up, scanning the te
ll save face, Maddox. Your reputation, your future, it all depends on
but there was no anger left in him, only the crushing weight of
t whisper that carried the weight of a th
desperate, vulnerable man he'd become. The empire, his power, his pride, everything was slipping
to do. But he knew t