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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

The sun had barely broken through the city skyline when Will turned over in bed and watched Eliza sleep.

She always looked softer in the mornings — hair mussed, brow uncreased, lips slightly parted. Powerful women weren't supposed to look like this, he thought.

But Eliza always shattered expectations in the quietest ways.

He brushed her shoulder gently. She stirred.

She blinked slowly. "You're leaving me for London, aren't you?"

She sat up, groggy but alert now. "Then what?"

He took her hand. "Because I realized I don't want their version of the dream. I want ours."

"I don't want to fly solo through something amazing just to prove I can," he continued. "I want to build something lasting. And that doesn't have to mean staying static, Eliza. It just means staying together."

"I said no," he added softly, "but I also sent a counter-offer."

That got her attention. "You what?"

"I offered to lead the program remotely with biannual on-site visits and satellite hubs coordinated through our foundation here. I pitched them a hybrid model that keeps me home and keeps them global."

"You negotiated with a global philanthropy board."

"I've been dating a CEO," he said, eyes warm. "I learn fast."

She stared at him, something in her cracking wide open.

"You didn't choose me over you," she said slowly.

"No," he agreed. "I chose us."

Later that morning, while they drank coffee on the balcony and watched the city stretch to life, Eliza set her cup down and turned to him.

His brow rose. "Should I be sitting down?"

She reached for his hand. Her pulse fluttered under her skin. But she didn't let go.

"I took my name off the quarterly CEO memo."

She squeezed his hand. "No, not as co-CEO. That's still mine. But I added your title. Officially. Director of Global Equity Partnerships."

"I gave you a place," she said. "Inside my world. Publicly. Permanently. Not because I had to. But because I wanted to."

"So," he said, trying to keep the emotion from his voice, "does this mean I get an office?"

She grinned. "It's already being painted."

He leaned in, brushed his lips against hers.

"This still feel like peace to you?"

"This feels like forever."

Chapter 51 – “The Answer He Brings Back”