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Tangled in Desire

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

Paula_y2k · 现代言情
分數不夠
70 Chs
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#SLICEOFLIFE
#GENIUS
#BEAUTY
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#POSSESSIVE
#SEDUCTIVE
#BUSINESSWOMAN
#COOLGUY

Chapter 12: Back to Business

Zara was back at work a day after being discharged from the hospital, looking as vibrant and determined as ever. She had gotten some rest, but her mind was still reeling from the events of the past week. Between the nearly fatal car incident, the hospital stay, and the tense meeting with Xavier Steele, her life felt like a whirlwind. But she wasn't going to let anything—or anyone—distract her from the task ahead.

She breezed into her office, the usual hum of activity surrounding her as her team worked on the details of the deal. The company was still buzzing from the potential of the massive contract, but Zara's focus remained razor-sharp. There was one thing on her mind today: the meeting with Xavier Steele.

The thought of his name alone was enough to give her a headache. Cold. Arrogant. Detached. But Zara wasn't about to let him throw her off her game. She had been through too much, fought too hard, to let this man, or his attitude, get in her way.

Tori, her assistant, knocked lightly on her door. "Zara, your meeting with Mr. Steele is in 30 minutes. Is everything ready?"

Zara sighed, standing up from her desk and brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "Ready as I'll ever be. I just have to get through this."

The anticipation made her pulse quicken. She had heard enough about Xavier Steele—the man was a force to be reckoned with. But she wasn't intimidated. She was Zara Winters. She had built an empire from the ground up. No one, not even someone as cold and calculated as Steele, would make her second-guess herself.

She grabbed her bag and headed out of her office. Her team greeted her with polite smiles, but she barely registered them. Her mind was already on the task ahead. She was going to walk into his office with confidence, present her ideas with authority, and make it clear that she wasn't just some young CEO trying to impress him. She was here to make a deal, not to play games.

As she entered the elevator, her phone buzzed with a reminder about the meeting. The car was waiting for her outside. One last breath and she'd be in the same room as Xavier Steele again. But this time, it would be different. She wasn't going to be caught off guard.

Her nerves started to settle. She focused on the design concepts they were about to discuss, the project that could change the trajectory of both their companies. There was too much at stake to let personal tension cloud her judgment. She wasn't going to let Xavier Steele get under her skin.

The car pulled up to the towering office building where his company was headquartered. As Zara stepped out, she was greeted by an almost eerie silence in the lobby. The glass doors opened with a soft swoosh, and she was led toward the elevator that would take her up to his floor.

The doors to the elevator closed with a soft chime, and as the elevator ascended, Zara's stomach did a little flip. She was ready for this. She was more than ready.

The doors opened, and a sleek hallway greeted her. She could feel the weight of the moment pressing in. This was it. Her meeting with Xavier Steele. The man who had already made her life difficult—and the one who she was about to meet head-on in his own domain.

As she approached his office door, she couldn't help but take one last deep breath.

It was time.