Veil of Thorns
Lisa adjusted her blazer, her fingers brushing over the cool fabric as she stepped into the towering office building of Blackstone Enterprises. The imposing skyscraper loomed above the city, its dark glass windows reflecting the stormy sky overhead. It had been weeks of anticipation, and today was the day she’d finally meet him—Adrin Blackstone, the enigmatic CEO and her fiercest competitor. She had heard stories, whispers of his ruthlessness in the boardroom, and the cold, calculated manner in which he dismantled his opponents. But Lisa was not easily intimidated. This deal was hers to win.
As she walked through the sleek, minimalist lobby, her eyes scanned the surroundings. Everything about the building screamed power and prestige. The receptionist, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, greeted her with a courteous nod before directing her to the elevator. Lisa’s pulse quickened slightly as the metal doors closed behind her, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
She wasn’t here to lose.
The elevator chimed softly, signaling her arrival. She stepped out, heels clicking rhythmically on the polished marble floor as she approached the conference room at the end of the hall. The frosted glass walls concealed the figures inside, but she could already feel the weight of the tension, as if the air itself was holding its breath.
Lisa paused for a moment, her fingers brushing a strand of dark hair behind her ear. She straightened her posture, head held high. This was the moment she had been preparing for. She was not just some corporate pawn; she was the CEO of her own empire, and this deal would prove it.
When she finally entered the room, the shift in atmosphere was palpable. Executives from both sides sat in silence, their eyes flickering toward her like sharks circling prey. But Lisa wasn’t prey, and they’d soon learn that.
At the far end of the long, mahogany table, he sat—Adrin Blackstone. He didn’t bother looking up at first, his dark hair falling in loose waves as he focused on the documents before him. His aura was cold, distant, and yet there was a magnetism about him that drew attention effortlessly.
"Miss Sterling, I presume," Adrin said without raising his head, his voice smooth like velvet, but edged with something sharp.
"Mr. Blackstone," Lisa responded, her tone polite but steely. She crossed the room with measured steps, maintaining the weight of his gaze as she approached. He finally looked up, and when their eyes locked, it felt as if the world momentarily stood still.
His eyes were darker than she had imagined, almost fathomless, filled with an intensity that unsettled her. But Lisa didn’t flinch. She returned his gaze, unblinking, refusing to be the first to back down.
Adrin stood slowly, his movements deliberate. He extended his hand toward her, and for a fleeting moment, the room seemed to hold its breath. "I’ve heard a lot about you," he said, his lips curving into a faint, unreadable smile.
Lisa shook his hand, her grip firm and unyielding. "I wish I could say the same," she quipped, her voice laced with confidence.
His hand lingered in hers for a second too long, the contact strangely charged, before she pulled away. The tension in the air thickened, crackling like electricity between them. Adrin gestured to the chair across from him with a silent nod, his expression giving nothing away.
As she took her seat, she could feel his eyes studying her, assessing every detail. Lisa didn’t let it faze her. She knew exactly who Adrin was—a man who thrived on power plays, a man who took what he wanted without hesitation. But this time, Lisa was determined that he wouldn’t take anything from her.
"I’ve reviewed your proposal," Adrin said, leaning back in his chair as if this was all a game to him. "It’s... bold."
Lisa raised a brow, her lips curling into a subtle smirk. "Bold is what it takes to win."
Adrin’s expression didn’t change, but there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "Confidence can be admirable, but in business, overconfidence is a risk."
Lisa leaned forward slightly, her gaze never wavering. "And hesitation is a liability," she countered. "If you’re here to play it safe, Mr. Blackstone, then you’re not the adversary I was expecting."
For a moment, the room was dead silent, the only sound the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. Lisa could feel the eyes of the other executives on them, but in that instant, it was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of them.
Adrin’s eyes sharpened, and his voice dropped an octave. "I don’t play it safe, Miss Sterling. I play to win."
Lisa allowed a small, knowing smile to tug at her lips. "Then I guess we’re on the same page. Because I don’t lose."
The weight of her words hung in the air between them, heavy with challenge. Adrin’s eyes darkened, and for the first time, Lisa thought she saw something in his expression that went beyond the mask of indifference—something dangerous, something that intrigued her despite herself. But she quickly pushed the thought aside. This was business. It wasn’t personal. At least, not yet.
The rest of the meeting passed in a blur of sharp negotiations, the two of them volleying back and forth with rapid precision, each trying to outmaneuver the other. Adrin was as relentless as she had expected, but Lisa held her ground, refusing to give him any advantage.
As the meeting drew to a close, neither had gained an upper hand, but the battle had only just begun. Lisa stood, gathering her things. She was about to leave when Adrin’s voice stopped her.
"This won’t be the last time we see each other," he said, his tone low but certain.
Lisa glanced back at him, her expression cool and composed. "No, it won’t. And next time, I’ll be ready."
Adrin’s lips curved into a cold, predatory smile. "I wouldn’t expect anything less."
As Lisa walked out of the room, she could feel his eyes lingering on her, burning into her back. The battle lines had been drawn, and one thing was certain: this war between them was far from over.
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