Cartel Rose (Jorge)

Liesel—He prowls into my boardroom like he owns it—broad shoulders, smug smirk, and the kind of danger that doesn’t just whisper, it promises to burn. Jorge Diaz isn’t here to do business. He’s here to dismantle everything I’ve built. Arrogant. Gorgeous. Lethal. He looks at me like he knows every secret I’ve ever buried, and worse—like he wants to strip me down until there’s nowhere left to hide. I should hate him. I should fight him. But when his hand brushes mine, I forget how to breathe.

Jorge—She thinks I’m here to invest. She’s wrong. I’m here for control. Anneliese Schlossberg is ice wrapped in silk—sharp tongue, flawless skin, and eyes that dare me to push her over the edge. I should walk away. My family’s empire is built on blood and shadows, not women like her. But every time she looks at me with that mix of fury and desire, I want to taste what’s forbidden. She’s supposed to be a means to an end. Instead, she’s becoming the one obsession I can’t let go.