A Storm Unleashed

The Seduction

Episode 3

Jesli felt George’s presence before she saw him. The energy in the air shifted, crackling with something dark and unreadable. Damon must have sensed it, too, because his grip on her waist tightened just slightly—a silent message that he was prepared for whatever was coming.

George was a man who always controlled his emotions. He was composed, logical, a strategist in business and life. But tonight, something in him had snapped.

Jesli turned in Damon’s arms just as George reached them.

“Mind if I cut in?” His voice was smooth, but Jesli didn’t miss the underlying tension.

Damon smirked, not moving. “I don’t know, George. That’s up to Jesli, isn’t it?”

Jesli’s breath caught. Two powerful men, both standing inches apart, both fighting for dominance—but for entirely different reasons.

George wanted to reclaim what was his.

Damon wanted to take what was never his to have.

And Jesli? For the first time in years, she was the one in control.

She lifted her chin, glancing between them before stepping away from Damon. “I need some air.”

Neither man stopped her as she walked toward the terrace. But she knew they were both watching.

The Confrontation

The night air was cool against her heated skin as she stepped onto the grand balcony. Below, the city lights stretched endlessly, a world full of possibilities.

Jesli closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. She had wanted George’s attention, hadn’t she? So why did this feel so… unsatisfying?

“You’re playing a dangerous game.”

Jesli turned to see George standing behind her, his hands in his pockets, his gaze unreadable.

She folded her arms. “Am I? Or am I just tired of being invisible?”

George exhaled sharply. “Jesli, you were never invisible.”

She laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Then why did it take another man’s attention for you to finally see me?”

Silence. The truth lay between them like an open wound.

Finally, he stepped closer. “I’ve been failing you, haven’t I?” His voice was softer now, laced with something unfamiliar—regret.

Jesli swallowed the lump in her throat. She wanted to be angry. She wanted to push him away, to tell him that it was too little, too late.

But the way he was looking at her now… it was the way she had been craving.

“You let work consume you,” she said quietly. “And I let myself believe that you didn’t want me anymore.”

George reached out, fingers tracing her arm. “That was never true.”

Her heart pounded at his touch. It was familiar, yet it felt new—like they were two strangers rediscovering each other.

Jesli wanted to believe him.

But then—

“I see I’ve interrupted something.”

Damon.

Jesli turned to find him leaning against the terrace doorway, watching them with amusement.

George stiffened beside her. “You should leave.”

Damon chuckled, stepping forward. “And why would I do that? Jesli and I were just getting acquainted.” His gaze flicked to her. “Weren’t we?”

Jesli’s pulse raced. This was spiraling into something dangerous.

George stepped in front of her, his posture tense. “This isn’t a game, Crawford.”

Damon’s smirk never wavered. “Everything’s a game, George. The question is—who’s winning?”

Jesli felt the tension crackle like a brewing storm.

And she realized—she held the power to decide how this ended.

To Be Continued…

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