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When His Eyes Finally Met Mine

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Amara never expected her quiet life to change the day she got a new boss — the cold, unreadable, perfection-obsessed architect, Adrian Hale. Known for his strict rules and icy personality, Adrian keeps everyone at a distance. Everyone except her… though he doesn’t realise it. Their relationship begins with awkward silences, stolen glances, and accidental moments neither of them can explain. He notices everything about her — the way she tucks her hair, the way she smiles, the way she warms the office. She notices how lonely he really is beneath the calm surface. But love doesn’t arrive quickly. Not for two people afraid of being seen. As they work on a massive building project together, small sparks turn into deep emotional tension — late nights, shared coffees, soft conversations, and unspoken admiration. They’re falling. Slowly. Silently. But when secrets from Adrian’s past return to destroy the one fragile bond he has found, Amara must decide whether love is worth fighting for… or whether slow-burning feelings will die before they can ignite.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 – The Day Our Paths Crossed

Amara Eze tightened her grip on the stack of drawings pressed against her chest as she stepped into

the glass building that housed Hale Architects. Her heart drummed a little too loudly—first-day nerves

mixing with excitement. This was the opportunity she had worked years for.

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. She stepped out, breathing in the quiet hum of

productivity. People typed softly, papers shuffled, footsteps echoed in confident rhythms.

She followed the directions the HR lady had given her, but her eyes were too busy trying to soak

everything in. Tall windows. Clean desks. Walls decorated with breathtaking conceptual designs.

And then she turned a corner—too fast.

Her shoulder collided with someone solid. Her sketch papers flew like startled birds across the hallway.

"Oh my God—I'm so sorry!" she gasped, dropping to her knees.

A pair of polished shoes stopped in front of her. She froze. Then slowly, she looked up.

Deep, unreadable eyes stared back at her. Calm. Cold. Striking. Adrian Hale.

The Adrian Hale.

He crouched beside her without a word, gathering the scattered papers. His movements were precise,

deliberate—almost too gentle for a man with a reputation for being unapproachable.

Their fingers brushed.

Amara's breath hitched. Adrian's hand paused—for just a second—before he continued collecting the

drawings.

"You're new," he said quietly.

His voice surprised her. Low. Smooth. Steady.

"Yes—Amara. Amara Eze," she managed, tucking hair behind her ear.

He stood and handed her the stack. "Careful next time."

No anger. No annoyance. Just… controlled softness. He turned and walked away, leaving her staring

after him.

A coworker rushed over. "You bumped into him? On your first day? Wow."

Amara blinked. "Is he always like that?"

"No. Usually worse."

But Amara wasn't convinced. She replayed the brief touch of his hand, the flicker of something in his eyes.

For a moment—just a moment—she had seen loneliness. Or maybe she imagined it Either way, her first day had already changed something.

She just didn't know how much.