Rain slicked streets reflected the city lights like shattered diamonds. In a sleek black limousine, Adrian Knight sat silently, fingers tapping the polished leather armrest. His mind, always calculating, ran through numbers, investments, and the looming pressure of his family empire. Outside, the city pulsed with life neon signs, honking cars, and the muffled laughter of people who had no idea of the storms in the penthouse towers above.
The Proposal - The Golden Heir
Rain slicked streets reflected the city lights like shattered diamonds. In a sleek black limousine, Adrian Knight sat silently, tapping the polished leather armrest. His mind, always calculating, ran through numbers, investments, and the looming pressure of his family empire. Outside, the city pulsed with life neon signs, honking cars, and the muffled laughter of people who had no idea of the storms in the penthouse towers above.Adrian was a man who owned everything: wealth, power, influ ...Read More
The Proposal - The Golden Heir - 1
The penthouse didn’t feel like a home.It felt like a perfectly curated silence.Elara stood just inside the doorway, fingers around the strap of her bag, eyes slowly taking it all in. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Marble floors so polished they reflected her uncertainty back at her. Soft golden lights that made everything look warm yet somehow untouched, unlived.This place belonged to Adrian Knight.And now, somehow… to her.“Your room is on the left,” Adrian said, already walking ahead, voice calm, detached, like he was discussing a merger. “Everything you need has been arranged.”Elara followed him, heels clicking too loudly in the quiet. ...Read More