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On his first day at a mega-corporation, a young Black man discovers a shocking secret: the CEO, Natasha, bears a lewd "Q" spade symbol branded into her neck. When she desperately begs him to believe it isn't what it looks like, his unexpected response—a dark fascination with raceplay—turns her panic into peril.
The air between them crackled, thick with her panic and his predatory calm. Natasha's pulse hammered against the delicate spade on her neck, a frantic drumbeat betraying her icy composure. Darius lean
The boardroom air, sterile and cold, turned thick the moment Darius's gaze snagged on the pale skin just below Natasha's severe hairline. Not a beauty mark. A delicate, unmistakable 'Q' spade. Her com