The seventh-floor executive area buzzed with quiet efficiency. Emmy Carter adjusted her blazer as she walked toward her desk, the heavy stack of files cradled in her arms like a shield. She could feel Aiden Dovdona's eyes following her every move, and she didn't need to glance back to know he was analyzing her with cold amusement.
Focus, Emmy. Don't let him get under your skin. He's just… another obstacle.
She had faced bigger challenges, fought harder battles—but there was something about Aiden that made her pulse quicken. Part irritation, part admiration. And part fear. Not fear of him physically, but of the power he seemed to wield effortlessly.
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Settling In
Her desk was minimalistic: sleek black surface, a single monitor, and a leather chair that felt more like a throne than an office seat. Emmy set the files down, carefully organizing them by size and weight. Each one was a puzzle piece of Mac Keylor's empire, a map to the secrets she had been hunting for years.
Piece by piece, I'll expose everything. Every hidden transaction, every betrayal. Nothing will escape me.
She flipped open the first file, scanning the dense legal jargon and financial charts. Her brain worked like a machine, parsing information at lightning speed, connecting dots, and forming strategies.
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The First Test
Aiden's voice broke through the soft hum of the office, smooth and sharp.
"You're fast," he remarked, leaning casually against her desk. Emmy blinked, looking up at him. He had moved silently, as if he always knew where she would be.
"I like efficiency," she replied evenly, not allowing the slight twinge in her chest to show.
Aiden's smirk was infuriating. "Efficiency is boring if it's predictable. Let's see if you can handle unpredictability."
Oh great… the testing begins.
Before she could ask what he meant, he handed her a small envelope. Inside were handwritten notes, cryptic instructions, and additional files that weren't part of the original pile.
"By the end of the day, I want a complete analysis. I don't care how you do it—just don't fail." His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Or do fail. That might be fun too."
He's enjoying this… making it personal. Typical Keylor spawn behavior.
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Digging Deeper
Emmy spent hours immersed in the files. Each document revealed pieces of Keylor's dark dealings—hidden offshore accounts, bribes, and evidence of manipulation within the company. She made careful notes, connecting dots in ways no ordinary employee would notice.
Every so often, she caught a glimpse of Aiden standing at a distance, observing her with calculated scrutiny. It was infuriating, yet oddly reassuring. He wasn't ignoring her work; he was testing it, pushing her, and—whether he knew it or not—helping her sharpen her own strategy.
Just wait, Aiden. I'm not here to play games. I'm here to win.
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Lunch Break Tensions
At noon, Aiden appeared at her desk with a coffee in hand, sliding it across to her without a word. Emmy arched an eyebrow.
"Coffee?" he asked, feigning innocence. "Thought you might need it after all that reading."
Emmy's lips curved into a tight smile. "You know, most people would just buy me lunch instead of testing me like a lab experiment."
Aiden chuckled softly. "Where's the fun in that? Besides, I need to see what you're capable of before I reward you."
Reward? As if I'm here for your approval. Emmy sipped the coffee cautiously, trying not to let the slight warmth and scent make her heart flutter.
They shared a moment of silence, each studying the other in the quiet hum of the office. Emmy could feel the tension between them growing, a mix of challenge and something more… complicated.
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Unexpected Allies
Around mid-afternoon, a junior employee named Lara, who had been watching Emmy from a distance, approached nervously.
"Ms. Carter, I… I heard you're new. I just wanted to say… I can help if you need guidance around here."
Emmy studied her carefully. She could sense nervousness, but also loyalty and intelligence. Perfect. Allies are rare, but they're valuable.
"Thank you, Lara. I might take you up on that. Just… keep things discreet."
Lara nodded eagerly, relief washing over her features. Emmy felt a spark of satisfaction. Even amidst this hostile territory, she could find support—if she chose carefully.
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The First Clash
Back at her desk, Emmy continued analyzing the files when Aiden's voice rang out again.
"You missed something."
She looked up, irritated. "Excuse me?"
He leaned over the desk, pointing at a figure in the spreadsheet. "This transaction. Did you see it? Or were you too busy showing off your speed?"
The nerve… Emmy's eyes narrowed. She could feel her blood boiling, but she swallowed it down. Play the part. Don't give him the satisfaction.
"Yes, I noticed it," she said smoothly, "but it's… not relevant to the overall pattern."
Aiden's smirk deepened, his eyes glinting. "Interesting. That's exactly what I thought you'd say."
He's impossible, she thought, secretly thrilled by the challenge.
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Late Afternoon Breakthrough
Hours passed, and Emmy's mind was a whirlwind of data, connections, and strategy. Slowly, patterns emerged: Keylor's weaknesses, his hidden files, and the cracks in his empire.
Every empire has a flaw… and this one has plenty.
By the time she leaned back in her chair, exhaustion creeping in, she had prepared a comprehensive report, complete with strategies, predictions, and potential leverage points.
Aiden appeared silently behind her chair, looking over her shoulder. He read quickly, then paused, raising an impressed eyebrow.
"Not bad," he said finally. "Maybe… you're not completely useless."
Ugh… that's not a compliment, but I'll take it. Emmy's lips twitched in a small, victorious smile.
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The Day Ends
The office grew quieter as employees left for the day. Emmy gathered her things, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Today had been a test, a war of wits, and she had survived.
Aiden approached her one last time, a rare softness in his gaze. "Tomorrow, it'll get harder."
"I'll be ready," she said firmly. Always ready.
As she stepped into the elevator, Emmy allowed herself a small moment of pride. She had survived her first day under the most infuriating boss in the city, and in doing so, had taken the first real step in her mission of revenge.
This is only the beginning. Mac Keylor doesn't know what's coming.
The elevator doors closed with a soft ding, leaving the bustling city behind and Emmy standing on the threshold of a war she had prepared for her entire life.
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⭐ End of Chapter 2
> "Tomorrow, it'll get harder." —Aiden
She'll be ready. Always.