The Ruthless Billionaire

Julian Blackwood stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of his sleek Manhattan office. The city stretched before him endless, restless, and his for the taking. At thirty-two, he was at the top of the business world. Blackwood Enterprises dominated every industry it touched technology, real estate, and finance. Competitors feared him. Shareholders revered him. Yet, beneath the perfectly tailored Armani suit and calculated coldness, there was an emptiness no deal could fill.

His phone buzzed. Without turning, he pressed the speaker button.

"Mr. Blackwood, the board is waiting," his assistant, Claire, informed him crisply.

"I'll be there," he replied, his tone smooth but unyielding.

He adjusted his cufflinks platinum, engraved with the Blackwood insignia and headed for the boardroom. As he entered, the chatter ceased. Power had that effect. With his sharp jawline and piercing blue eyes, Julian exuded authority.

"Let's get started," he commanded, taking his place at the head of the table.

The meeting was routine profits up, acquisitions on track but Julian's mind drifted. Success was a game he always won. Yet, why did the victories feel hollow?

After dismissing the board, Julian returned to his office, craving solitude. The city lights flickered against the glass. Power, he thought, was a lonely kingdom.

But everything was about to change.

And it would start with her.