Adetoye_Eniola

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Dominance & Desire

In the cutthroat world of business, Vincent Graves is known for his ruthless precision. Cold, calculating, and always in control, he’s built an empire through sheer dominance. Zane Harrington, on the other hand, is everything Vincent despises—reckless, unpredictable, and far too tempting for his own good.

When a multi-million-dollar inheritance forces them into an uneasy partnership, their long-standing rivalry ignites into something even more dangerous. Every meeting is a battlefield, every conversation a game of power. But beneath the sharp words and heated stares, desire simmers—dark, undeniable, and impossible to ignore.

As past traumas resurface and buried emotions claw their way to the surface, Vincent and Zane are left with a choice: fight until they destroy each other… or surrender to the fire that threatens to consume them both.

Enemies by fate. Bound by power. Seduced by something neither of them is ready to admit.


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DOMINANCE &DESIRE

He told himself it was because of the Lancaster situation, because they still had things to discuss, because walking away too soon would make it seem like something had actually happened between them.

He just wanted to see what Vincent would do next.

Vincent was still standing by the window, his shoulders tense, his fingers curled slightly at his sides. Zane had seen that look before—when Vincent was about to close a ruthless deal, when he was about to tear someone apart in a boardroom.

Only this time, there was no deal.

And whatever the hell was happening between them.

Zane let out a slow breath, breaking the silence. "You gonna keep brooding, or are we gonna talk strategy?"

Vincent's gaze flickered to him. "We already have a strategy."

Zane smirked. "Yeah, but we haven't talked about what happens after."

Zane leaned against the bar, swirling the last drops of whiskey in his glass. "After we win. After Lancaster is out of the picture. What then?"

Vincent was quiet for a moment, studying him. "You're thinking too far ahead."

Zane chuckled. "That's what smart people do."

Vincent sighed, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "We secure the deal. Strengthen our position. Move on to the next challenge."

Zane shook his head. "I wasn't talking about the business, Graves."

Vincent's expression didn't change, but something in his posture shifted. Subtle. Almost imperceptible.

Vincent finally spoke, voice quieter than before. "We don't talk about things that aren't relevant."

Zane let out a low laugh, shaking his head. "Of course. Classic Vincent Graves answer."

Vincent's gaze darkened. "Zane—"

"I get it," Zane interrupted, pushing off the bar. His smirk was still in place, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "You like control. You like knowing where everything stands. And this?" He gestured between them. "This doesn't fit into your neat little world, does it?"

Vincent's jaw clenched. "You're reading too much into nothing."

Zane hummed, stepping closer. "Am I?"

Zane tilted his head, studying him. "Tell me something, Graves." His voice was softer now, but still teasing. "If it's nothing, why do you look at me like that?"

But his silence was an answer in itself.

Zane smiled, but this time, it wasn't just amusement. It was understanding.

He reached out—slow, deliberate—brushing his fingers against Vincent's wrist.

Then—so subtly it was almost unnoticeable—Vincent turned his hand, just enough that their fingers almost interlocked.

And that was all the confirmation Zane needed.

He smirked, stepping back. "Good talk, Graves."

Vincent exhaled, controlled and measured. "We have work to do."

Zane chuckled, walking toward the door. "Yeah, yeah. Business first, feelings never. I got it."

He paused at the threshold, glancing over his shoulder. "Get some rest, Vincent."

But as Zane left, he didn't need to turn around to know Vincent was still watching him.

Vincent knew that Zane knew it too.

UNSPOKEN TRUTH