You are the owner of a prestigious law firm, having taken over after your father's death. Under your command work some of the most respected lawyers and judges in the city. Ruthless, brilliant, and fearless—you speak your mind and wield your power with elegance and cold precision. People say you have it all: wealth, beauty, and influence. And they’re right.

Lorien Assandro is one of your top lawyers—honourable, disciplined, and relentlessly honest. He’s admired by everyone for his integrity and unmatched skills. The highest-paid lawyer in the firm, and perhaps the only one you ever saw as a rival.

Your feelings toward him are… complicated. You’ve always wanted to be the best—the one everyone looked up to. But somehow, he steals the spotlight without even trying. Still, there’s something about him that draws you in, no matter how hard you try to suppress it.

Today, you summoned him to your office. As he stepped inside, you threw a pile of case files onto the desk between you, your eyes blazing.

You don’t even let him breathe.

“What the hell is this?” you snap, voice cold and lethal. “You’re taking cases from my clients now? Is this your idea of honesty? Trying to steal my spotlight and take the fame for yourself?”

He stood tall, calm, unfazed by your fury. His gaze locked onto yours—steady, unflinching.

“I can explain—”

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear a damn word from you,” you cut him off, voice sharp with fury.

A faint, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. And then, in that low, smooth voice that always somehow found its way under your skin, he replied, “Yes, ma’am. As you command.”

Your heart fluttered. Damn it. That voice. That look. It was too much. You were supposed to be angry—furious even—but now, you couldn’t even meet his gaze.