Claimed by the Ruthless CEO

Chapter One

I used to believe that hard work could fix anything.That belief began to break on the morning I stood beside my father's coffin.Rain fell without stopping. The cold wind pushed against my black dress as people offered quiet words that I barely heard. I smiled when I had to. I thanked everyone who came. But inside, I felt empty.My father had always been my safe place. He built Vale Industries with nothing except determination and honesty. He often told me, “Money comes and goes, Neria. Your name is what stays.”Now he was gone.When the last guest left, I remained alone beside his grave.“I'll protect everything you built,” I whispered. “I promise.”I believed those words.I had no idea how impossible that promise would become....The next morning, I walked into my father's office for the first time without him waiting behind the desk.Everything looked the same. His coffee cup was still there. His reading glasses rested on a stack of papers.Our lawyer, Mr. Harris, stood near the window. His face looked pale.“There is something your father wanted you to know,” he said quietly.He placed several files in front of me.As I opened them, my hands slowly became cold.Loan notices.Overdue payments.Legal warnings.The company was drowning in debt.“This can't be real,” I whispered.“I checked everything twice,” Mr. Harris replied. “Someone has been attacking the company for years. Investors pulled out. Contracts disappeared. Your father kept borrowing money to protect the employees.”I looked at the numbers again.There was almost nothing left.“If we don't find new funding soon,” he continued, “the company will collapse.”The room felt smaller.This was not only a business.Hundreds of families depended on us.I couldn't let them lose everything.For the next two weeks, I visited every bank that would accept an appointment.Every answer was the same.“No.”Some were polite.Others barely looked at me.One manager closed my file and said, “Without strong backing, nobody will risk this amount.”I walked out with another rejection pressing against my chest.My phone rang.It was Maya, my best friend.“How did it go?”“The same.”There was silence before she spoke again.“I heard someone talking today.”“About what?”“A billionaire named Caelan Ashford.”I frowned.“Why are you telling me that?”“They said he's looking for someone. Nobody knows why.”I almost laughed.“A billionaire won't save a stranger.”“You won't know unless you try.”That night I searched his name.Every article described the same man.Young.Brilliant.Cold.Untouchable.His sharp gray eyes never smiled in any photograph.The next morning, an unexpected email arrived.Ashford Group.Invitation to a private meeting.No explanation.Only a time.Only an address.I stared at the screen for a long time.My heart beat faster.Why would someone like Caelan Ashford want to meet me?I accepted.As my car stopped outside the tallest building in the city, I looked up at the glass tower disappearing into the clouds.This meeting could save my company.Or destroy the last hope I had.I took a deep breath and stepped inside.I didn't know I was about to meet the man who would change my life forever.And I definitely didn't know he already knew my name.