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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 3, Chapter 94 – The Morning After Lies

He had stayed. Not touching. Not speaking. Just there.

A quiet storm brewing beside Vincent in the dark.

Now the morning had come, and Vincent could feel the weight of Zane's gaze before he even opened his eyes.

A slow inhale. A controlled exhale. Then—

Zane was still there, stretched out beside him, one arm tucked behind his head, his sharp gaze lazy but too knowing.

Zane's lips twitched. "You sound surprised."

Zane studied him, quiet for a moment. Then—

Vincent sighed, shifting to sit up. "Neither did you."

Zane's smirk was slow. "You noticed."

Vincent ran a hand through his hair, exhaling. "Why are you still here, Zane?"

And when Zane spoke next, his voice was softer. He meant this.

"Because you haven't told me the truth yet."

Zane exhaled sharply, running a hand through his own hair, frustration bleeding through. "I'm not asking for much, Vincent. I just—" He stopped. Shook his head. "I just need to know. Whatever the fuck Cain has on you, whatever the hell you're hiding—I need to know."

Vincent swallowed hard. His chest ached. His head pounded.

Because this was why Zane had stayed.

Not because of love. Not because of loyalty.

So instead—he did what he always did.

Zane watched him go. Watched him retreat.

Elsewhere – Lancaster Corporation

Dominic sat behind his desk, fingers steepled, as the door opened.

Lancaster entered first. Then Damien.

Dominic didn't look up. "Tell me."

Lancaster smirked, dropping a file onto the desk. "Vincent is losing control."

Damien exhaled, taking a seat. "And Zane?"

Lancaster's eyes gleamed. "Still chasing ghosts."

Dominic finally looked up. "Then it's time we give him one."

Damien's smirk was slow, dangerous. "I'll handle it."

Lancaster chuckled. "Oh, I know you will."

THE MORNING AFTER LIES.