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as employees bustled about, their eyes fixed on their tasks. At the heart of this bustling hub sat Alexander Blackwood, CEO of Redwood Industries, behind his massive mahogany desk.

id as she walked in with a stack of files, her eyes c

e desk, Emily. And, Emily, I need you to book a flight to

oving efficiently as she arranged the files. "

on the financial reports in front of him. "And make sure

ails on her notepad. "I'll take ca

voice stopped her. "Emily, don't be

lashed with a hint of annoyance. "Yes, M

parture before refocusing on the documents. His assistant, Rachel,

he coffee on his desk. "I brought your usual. You

ightly as he looked up at Rachel.

Alex. You know I'd do anything

ofter side. Rachel had been his assistant for over five years and was o

sessions. Emily worked efficiently, ensuring everything ran smoothly d

ing the floor before landing on Emily, who was typing away on her

surprised. "Of co

off the polished floors. The restaurant Alexander favored was ju

upcoming deals, his focus unwavering. Emily listened a

s phone buzzed with an incoming call. He answered, his expres

exander's voice was cold and detached.

enched in frustration. For a moment, she felt a pang of

vely chatter of the city's streets. As they stepped back into the office, Emily spoke

xpression unreadable. "You're free to g

belongings. "Thank you, Mr.

ing form before he turned back to his office, the weigh

his mind still racing with the challenges ahead. The city lights twinkled like stars as he stepp

mas asked, openi

ing into the leather se

couldn't help but notice the way Emily's eyes sparkled when she was working on a project she was passi

use apartment, the doorman greeting him

tly as he stepped out of the car. "Go

y're doing well, sir. My daughter'

nuine. "That's wonderful

penthouse was his sanctuary, a place where he could escape the pressures of his j

the city skyline. The lights twinkled like stars, and for a mo

t was his business partner, Richard. "Alex, we need to

, his voice firm. "I'll deal with

antle. It was an old picture of him and his family, taken before h

t bearing down on him. But he pushed it aside, focusing on the present. H

thoughts turned to Emily, wondering what she was doing, if she was enjoyi

him. He poured himself another glass of scotch, the liquid burning

s dark, his heart frozen in ice. Little did he know, his l

rubbed the sleep from his eyes, feeling a bit more refreshed after a good night's s

greeted him with a smile. "Good morni

oment, he felt a spark of... something. He wasn't s

, his voice a little softer than

eeling that something was different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt a s

f she might be the key to unlocking the