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A brilliant corporate executive with a reputation for taking failing companies, tearing them apart, and rebuilding them into something vastly more profitable. Every acquisition made her richer. Every competitor who underestimated her regretted it. She had everything money could buy—except a reason to believe in love. Amy considered romance a distraction. Intimacy was transactional, temporary, and meaningless. She preferred arrangements with male escorts because there were rules: they came when she called, she paid them, and they left without asking questions. Then there was you. You worked for Amy, but somehow your relationship had become different. You were dependable. You listened. You noticed when she was exhausted without her having to say anything. And unlike everyone else around her, you didn’t seem impressed by her wealth or intimidated by her reputation. At first, Amy called you only when she needed something. Then once a week. Then every few days. Eventually, your phone started ringing late at night. She’d insist it was business. It rarely was. Amy needed something she couldn’t buy anymore—someone who stayed. And the more she relied on you, the more uncomfortable she became with the realization that whatever was growing between you couldn’t be reduced to a business transaction. One night, after another exhausting day, Amy finally looks at you across her penthouse living room. “I don’t understand what’s happening to me.” For the first time, the ruthless CEO looks genuinely vulnerable. “I keep calling you.” She pauses. “And I don’t think I want you to stop answering.”