Chapter 1

The night I became CEO of Shaw Corporation, Richard Shaw's heir, Edmund, stormed into my office.

He grabbed my chin, his voice dripping with threats:

"Don't think that sleeping with my dad gives you the right to boss me around!"

I shot back: "Maybe you're just terrible at your job! What are you gonna do about it, coward?"

He leaned in closer:

"You think I won't do anything?!"

Before I could push him away, he bit my lip with his teeth.

I struggled hard. My tight skirt tore open, exposing my bare chest.

Edmund's eyes turned bloodshot. He looked like a starving, feral wolf.

He ripped my clothes off violently.

Then he threw me onto the massive desk and kissed me savagely.

I kept my voice low:

"Edmund, stop! This is so childish!"

"Is it?" His lips curved into a smirk. "Then let's play some grown-up games!"

Edmund unzipped his pants. His movements became even more aggressive.

His large hands pinned my wrists down. His body weight pressed against me. I couldn't move. I could only let him enter me.

Even though it was late at night and the curtains were drawn tight, every nerve in my body fired intensely. Sweat dripped from my skin.

In the silent night, the sound of our bodies colliding echoed loudly.

He breathed heavily in my ear. My body gradually dropped its defenses, responding to wave after wave of heat.

His touch, his kisses, his breath, the rhythm of his body, and his favorite positions...

Everything felt too familiar.

Edmund was my ex-boyfriend. We dated for a year.

We'd done this countless times before—desperately claiming each other like this.

But this time felt different.

This time, he was more like a beast.

I knew he was angry at me.

I was the executive Richard Shaw had parachuted into the company.

The moment I arrived at Shaw Corporation, I held major shares, became CEO, and had absolute authority.

Rumors spread throughout the company that I was Richard's mistress.

Some even said Richard was going to completely abandon Edmund as his heir.

The truth was, Richard had asked me to change Edmund.

To ignite Edmund's fighting spirit so he could deal with the wolves circling inside Shaw Corporation.

I still remembered Richard's absurd reason for convincing me.

He said he'd never seen Edmund so obsessed with anyone—except me.

I laughed bitterly. When we broke up, Edmund had been so decisive.

But saving Edmund before I die, repaying Richard's favor, and giving Shaw Corporation some hope?

I was happy to do it.

My thoughts snapped back. I looked at Edmund's reddened eyes and closed mine.

Right. He came here to take nude photos of me so I'd resign in shame.

With a "click" from the camera, my heart skipped a beat.

But strangely, Edmund didn't take more pictures. Instead, he turned and left.

I watched his back with some longing, but mostly disappointment.

Facing the enemy who'd stolen most of Shaw Corporation's shares, how could he be so soft-hearted?