At 12:04 a.m., I sign a contract I don’t get to pretend is temporary.
Roman Sloane is Manhattan’s most untouchable CEO—quiet, surgical, and so well-insulated in legitimacy that the city invites him to charity galas while condemning men like him in public. He runs Sloane Tower like a private kingdom: restricted floors, private elevators, sealed records, and the kind of ‘compliance’ that feels like a threat dressed in paperwork.
I'''m Ivy Caldwell—an attorney trained to read risk the way other people read faces. I come to him to save my brother. I tell myself it’s a clean exchange: six weeks, strict terms, no personal spillover. A job. A clause. An exit.
Then Roman gives me a desk outside his office and a badge that opens doors I shouldn’t be allowed to touch. He tests me with crises that smell like corruption and signatures that don’t match their timestamps. He watches me like I’m evidence. And when a photo leaks'''me entering his private access point—my father’s campaign doesn’t ask if I’m safe.
It asks what it does to his polls.
The deeper I dig, the uglier the record becomes: my brother didn’t just owe money—he stole information. My father didn’t just preach integrity—he financed it with dirty corridors and polite lies. And the Sloane family doesn’t fight with raised voices; they fight with leverage, marriages, and knives hidden inside ‘offers.’
Roman doesn’t promise me innocence. He offers something worse.
Authority.
Because on the private floor, desire is procedural. Consent is verbal. Control is a signature. And once you’re inside Roman Sloane’s structure, leaving clean isn’t on the menu.
PRIVATE ENTRY is a dark billionaire mafia office romance featuring: forbidden workplace obsession, corporate-mafia power, political scandal, forced proximity, ruthless consent-forward dominance, family betrayal, and a heroine who learns to rewrite the clause that was meant to cage her.
Genre: Young Adult Fiction
Roman Sloane is Manhattan’s most untouchable CEO—quiet, surgical, and so well-insulated in legitimacy that the city invites him to charity galas while condemning men like him in public. He runs Sloane Tower like a private kingdom: restricted floors, private elevators, sealed records, and the kind of ‘compliance’ that feels like a threat dressed in paperwork.
I'''m Ivy Caldwell—an attorney trained to read risk the way other people read faces. I come to him to save my brother. I tell myself it’s a clean exchange: six weeks, strict terms, no personal spillover. A job. A clause. An exit.
Then Roman gives me a desk outside his office and a badge that opens doors I shouldn’t be allowed to touch. He tests me with crises that smell like corruption and signatures that don’t match their timestamps. He watches me like I’m evidence. And when a photo leaks'''me entering his private access point—my father’s campaign doesn’t ask if I’m safe.
It asks what it does to his polls.
The deeper I dig, the uglier the record becomes: my brother didn’t just owe money—he stole information. My father didn’t just preach integrity—he financed it with dirty corridors and polite lies. And the Sloane family doesn’t fight with raised voices; they fight with leverage, marriages, and knives hidden inside ‘offers.’
Roman doesn’t promise me innocence. He offers something worse.
Authority.
Because on the private floor, desire is procedural. Consent is verbal. Control is a signature. And once you’re inside Roman Sloane’s structure, leaving clean isn’t on the menu.
PRIVATE ENTRY is a dark billionaire mafia office romance featuring: forbidden workplace obsession, corporate-mafia power, political scandal, forced proximity, ruthless consent-forward dominance, family betrayal, and a heroine who learns to rewrite the clause that was meant to cage her.
Genre: Young Adult Fiction
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