I deliberately approached and seduced a mafia boss, all to obtain millions in cash from him to save my company's broken capital chain.
After achieving my goal, I staged a death scene for him and beautifully disappeared.
Three years later, my company expanded its business abroad.
The first deal was a hundred-million-dollar project.
To show my commitment, I personally went to meet this major client.
But unexpectedly, in the private room, there was only the mafia boss.
He smiled coldly and crooked his finger at me. I found myself straddling his lap, the atmosphere intimate.
He whispered breathlessly in my ear: "You played with my feelings like this. Tell me, how should I get my revenge?"
"Congratulations, Ms. Shaw. If you can close this deal, your company will reach a whole new level."
Today's international business deal was very important.
If the cooperation succeeded, the profit would be at least a hundred million dollars.
Although the partner's requirements were somewhat strange, repeatedly insisting that I, the CEO, personally handle the negotiations.
But compared to the potential profit, what did having dinner with a client matter?
I readily agreed. To show my commitment, I specially changed into new clothes and took a private jet overnight.
The agreed meeting place was on a private vacation island in the Atlantic Ocean.
This was private territory.
Though the location was remote, the island had beautiful scenery and very complete facilities.
I followed the bodyguard leading the way toward the restaurant, casually fishing for information.
"Your boss is so mysterious, not a single piece of information has leaked to the outside world."
"Given that we're about to cooperate, can you tell me a bit about his preferences?"
The bodyguard gave me a meaningful look.
"Once you meet our boss, you'll know what he likes."
A building surrounded by palm trees gradually appeared before me.
The bodyguard opened the private room door and bowed slightly to me.
"Please."
The vague unease growing in my heart...
...reached its peak when I saw that tall figure sitting with his back to me in the boss's chair.
How could Ethan Reed be here!
Scenes from when I was with him seemed to still linger before my eyes.
Even after three years, I still clearly remembered how shattered and desperate his eyes looked when I was "dying."
As a mafia boss, Ethan Reed was notoriously cruel and bloodthirsty.
His indulgence toward me back then, giving me tenderness, was only because he was deceived by my act of deeply loving him.
If he discovered that when I saved him, it was just to fake my death and escape...
I shouldn't imagine how miserable my fate would be.