Chicago Nights

For the next two weeks, Elena lived inside an emotional hurricane that threatened to dismantle every defense she had spent years constructing. By day, Julian Cross treated her with razor-sharp, uncompromising corporate professionalism. In departmental reviews, marketing strategy summits, and high-stakes client pitches, he addressed her strictly as 'Miss Vance'. He challenged her data points with fierce, analytical intellect, scrutinized her projections down to the decimal point, and held her…