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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

Volume 2, Chapter 43 – Dangerous Deals

Zane had expected shadows, expected danger. But what he hadn't expected—was to feel this watched.

Every instinct in his body screamed at him to turn back, but he forced himself to walk forward, hands in his pockets like he didn't have a single care in the world. If Lancaster wanted a show, Zane would give him one.

The docks stretched into the distance, empty except for the dim glow of rusting streetlights and the quiet lapping of waves against the pier. The air smelled like salt, damp wood, and something metallic beneath it all—like blood that had long since dried.

A single figure leaned against a rusted railing, cigarette smoke curling around him like mist.

Zane stopped a few feet away, tilting his head. "Didn't think you were the type to send cryptic texts. Should I be flattered?"

Lancaster flicked his cigarette into the water, watching the embers fizzle out. "Should be terrified."

Lancaster's lips curved, but it wasn't a smile. More like the promise of something sharp. "You've been getting comfortable, Zane."

Zane chuckled, shifting his weight slightly. "Is that a crime now?"

Lancaster took a step forward, his boots scraping against the wooden dock. "Depends on who you're getting comfortable with."

Ah. So that's what this was about.

Zane forced a lazy smirk. "You're worried about Vincent."

"I'm warning you." Lancaster's voice was low, edged with something dangerous. "You don't get it, do you? Vincent is a problem. And problems need to be dealt with."

Zane felt the words settle in his chest like a stone dropping into deep water.

There it was. The real reason for this meeting.

Lancaster wasn't here to warn him. He was here to test him.

Zane stayed perfectly still, schooling his features into something unreadable. "And what exactly do you want me to do about it?"

Lancaster studied him, the glow of the streetlight casting shadows across his face. "You're close to him. Closer than anyone. That makes you useful."

Zane forced himself to laugh. "Useful how? You want me to seduce state secrets out of him?"

Lancaster's smirk didn't reach his eyes. "You're not as funny as you think you are."

Lancaster's patience was thinning. "I want information. Something real. Something I can use."

Zane's fingers curled into fists inside his pockets.

But Lancaster wasn't a man you just said no to.

Zane exhaled slowly, tilting his head like he was considering it. "And if I say no?"

Lancaster's smile disappeared completely.

The words hung in the air, cold and absolute.

Zane let a beat of silence stretch between them before he gave a slow, easy nod.

"Give me time," he said smoothly. "Vincent doesn't trust easy."

Lancaster studied him, gaze sharp enough to cut. Then, finally, he nodded.

"One week." His voice was a warning. "Don't disappoint me."

Zane forced a smirk. "Wouldn't dream of it."

But as he turned and walked away, hands still in his pockets, heart pounding against his ribs—

It wouldn't just be Lancaster he had to worry about.

That was the most dangerous game of all.

DANGEROUS DEALS