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She had built empires, signed deals worth millions, and flown halfway around the world more times than she could count. But tonight, alone at the rooftop bar of her hotel, she let the tension slip from her shoulders.He poured her drink with quiet confidence, not impressed, not intimidated — just watching her, steady.She sipped slowly. “Is it always this quiet up here?” she asked, eyes lingering on him a second too long.“Not usually,” he said, “but I’m not complaining.”She liked his tone. Unhurried. Grounded. Different from the polished executives who chased her signature.The next time he brought her a drink, her fingers brushed his just enough to feel it — warm, deliberate.He raised an eyebrow. She smiled and leaned back, crossing her legs so the slit of her dress slid higher, just enough to be noticed.Power was familiar to her.But this… this felt like freedom.And maybe, for once, she was ready to be pursued.