Fahama_Rizwan

He believes in purpose.
She believes in power.
Neither believes in love — until they collide.

When idealistic nonprofit founder Will Bennett locks eyes with Eliza Darcy, the tech world's coldest CEO, it's not sparks that fly — it's shrapnel.

She calls his life’s work charity cosplay.
He calls her emotionless corporate ice.
But fate—and a high-stakes pitch—throws them back together.

Behind her glass empire and polished armor, Eliza hides a past built on abandonment and ambition. She’s clawed her way to the top by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Will? He builds futures from the ground up, with nothing but heart, grit, and maddening optimism.

Their attraction is inconvenient. Their chemistry is undeniable.
And when secrets, scandals, and a media storm threaten everything they know, both must choose:

Hold their pride.
Or risk it all to melt the ice between them.

Slow-burn. Sharp banter. Soul-deep connection.
Beneath Her Ice is a steamy enemies-to-lovers CEO romance about breaking barriers, rewriting power, and choosing vulnerability in a world that worships control.
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This work is based on my thoughts , about how I wanted this to go not on what is the norm out there , this one is truly close to my heart after "The Servant's Son" .
I hope you all out there would also come to love this one , as it contains bits from my vision of love .

Beneath Her Ice

These two chapters are a bonus to celebrate the new collection received , and I will stand by my word and release two extra chapters for each new collection received 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

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The email came in late on a Thursday.

Eliza was barefoot, hair up, curled on their couch reading a case study about equity algorithms and predictive bias.

Will was across the room, sketching layout drafts for a new community tech hub. His pen tapped absently. He hummed under his breath.

The email subject line glowed on her screen:

"Proposal to Reinstate CEO Position – Darcy Innovations"

She stared at it for a long moment.

All of them—the board, the shareholders, even Bourgeois herself.

Not just as a consultant or figurehead.As CEO.

Public goodwill. "Accessible optics." A marriage to maintain her "image reboot."

Translation: Be polished, not political. Be brilliant, but gentle. Be married, and look it.

Her past self would've read it as victory.

Her present self saw it for what it was: a leash disguised as a crown.

Will walked over with tea in one hand and curiosity in his eyes.

When he looked up, he didn't ask what do you want to do?

Her heart pulled taut at the question.

"I don't need a title," she said slowly. "But I want to keep creating. On my terms."

"You don't need to prove anything to them."

"No," she agreed. "But maybe I want to prove something to myself."

Later that night, he told her about the grant.

Two years. Field development. Pilot programs in underserved cities—starting with one in Seattle.

He nodded. "I'd be gone for six months at a time."

"So," he asked gently, "what do we do with this?"

They stayed up until two.No fighting.No coldness.

Her truth: She didn't want him to stop building just to stay by her side.

His truth: He didn't want to leave the home they'd built just for a shot at saving the world.

They paced the apartment, hands brushing. Voices rising, falling. Pausing.

"We don't have to shrink for each other. But we do have to fit. And that means… weaving the future, not forcing it."

The next morning, Eliza replied to the board:

"I'm not coming back to wear your image.I'll come back to redefine it.On my terms.Or not at all."

Then looked across the table at her husband, who smiled without asking for an explanation.

Will turned in the grant proposal—with a revision. He wouldn't relocate. He'd help build the national model remotely, with local coordinators.

And the future they were about to build?

Chapter 39: A Future Worth Building