The relentless New York morning traffic, especially on a Monday, was a beast Shayan West knew all too well. Having missed her usual bus, a taxi was her only hope to reach Adrios Corporation, but even that felt like a losing battle against the city's chaotic pulse.

Thirty minutes late, she rushed into the imposing building, the air thick with a nervous energy she hadn't felt before. Whispers of a 'difficult new boss' hung in the crowded elevator, filled with frantic employees. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she neared her office, a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach. Her former boss, Michael Adrios, was gone, and his son, the new CEO, was an unknown quantity.

Then she heard it—a booming, angry voice demanding, "And where the hell is the supposed personal assistant?" The irritation in his tone was palpable, and Shayan's breath hitched. "I'm here, Sir," she managed, her voice barely a whisper. As he turned, their eyes met, and the world stopped. It was him. Kelvin Adrios.