Billionaire's Hidden Desire**

Chapter 3: The Paris Proposal

The following week was a whirlwind of activity for Ivy Harper. The research for the European expansion was intensive, involving everything from market analysis to identifying potential partners and competitors. Lucien had given her a tight deadline, and the pressure was on. But Ivy thrived under pressure, her days filled with data, strategy meetings, and late-night work sessions.

One afternoon, as Ivy was engrossed in a particularly dense market report, Margo approached her desk, a serious expression on her face.

“Miss Harper, Mr. Blackwood has asked to see you. He’s in a meeting, but he’ll be free in about fifteen minutes.”

Ivy looked up from her screen, a mixture of curiosity and anticipation flickering in her eyes. “Thank you, Margo. I’ll be there.”

She used the brief interlude to gather her notes and organize the documents she planned to present. The upcoming meeting with Lucien was crucial; it was the moment when she would present her preliminary findings on the European market expansion. The stakes were high, and she wanted to ensure every detail was flawless.

At precisely 3:15, Ivy knocked on Lucien’s office door. His voice, steady and authoritative, invited her in. She stepped inside, her gaze immediately drawn to the way Lucien’s office was meticulously arranged. It was a reflection of his personality—orderly, precise, and unapologetically powerful.

Lucien looked up from his desk, his expression unreadable. “Miss Harper, come in. Please, have a seat.”

Ivy took her place in the chair across from his desk, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She handed him the folder containing her findings, her hands steady despite the flutter of nerves in her stomach.

“I’ve completed the preliminary analysis for the European expansion,” Ivy said, her voice firm. “The report includes market conditions, potential acquisition targets, and an assessment of risks and opportunities.”

Lucien opened the folder, his eyes scanning the documents with the same intense focus that Ivy had come to recognize. He flipped through the pages, his brows furrowing slightly as he absorbed the information.

“Your research is thorough,” Lucien said after a moment, his gaze flicking up to meet hers. “You’ve identified key players in the market and assessed the potential for growth. This is good work.”

Ivy felt a rush of relief and pride at his praise. “Thank you. I’ve also outlined some strategic recommendations based on the data.”

Lucien nodded, gesturing for her to continue. “I’m listening.”

Ivy took a deep breath, her eyes meeting his as she began to present her findings. She highlighted the most promising acquisition targets, discussed the market trends, and addressed the potential risks with well-researched strategies. As she spoke, Lucien’s gaze remained fixed on her, his expression inscrutable. The room was silent except for Ivy’s voice and the occasional rustle of papers.

When she finished, Lucien closed the folder and leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping thoughtfully on the armrest. “You’ve provided a comprehensive overview,” he said. “I’m impressed with your insights.”

Ivy smiled, her heart swelling at his approval. “I’m glad you think so. I’ve also prepared a more detailed analysis of the top two acquisition targets, if you’d like to review them.”

Lucien’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of interest in his gaze. “I’d like that. Arrange a meeting with the relevant parties for next week. We’ll need to make a decision soon if we want to stay ahead of the competition.”

“Understood,” Ivy replied, noting the instruction. “I’ll have everything prepared.”

Lucien nodded, his attention shifting to the documents on his desk. “You’re making a significant contribution to this project, Ivy. I appreciate your hard work.”

“Thank you, Mr. Blackwood,” Ivy said, standing up. “I’ll get started on the next steps.”

As she turned to leave, Lucien’s voice stopped her. “One more thing, Miss Harper.”

Ivy turned back, her curiosity piqued. “Yes, Mr. Blackwood?”

Lucien’s gaze was steady, his expression thoughtful. “I’ve been impressed with your dedication and performance. If you continue at this pace, there might be a more permanent role for you in this project—perhaps even a leadership position.”

Ivy’s eyes widened slightly at the unexpected offer. “I’d be honored, Mr. Blackwood. I’m committed to seeing this project through to its success.”

Lucien’s lips curled into a faint smile, a rare gesture that made his features seem more approachable. “Good. I’ll expect nothing less.”

With that, Ivy exited the office, her mind buzzing with excitement and possibilities. The prospect of taking on a leadership role was a significant milestone, one that would set the course for her future at Blackwood Enterprises. But as she made her way back to her desk, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the project—and her evolving relationship with Lucien—was about to take an unexpected turn.

The next few days were a whirlwind of meetings, presentations, and negotiations as Ivy worked to move the project forward. She coordinated with various departments, liaised with potential partners, and meticulously prepared for the upcoming strategic discussions. Her efforts were met with approval from Lucien and the team, further solidifying her position as a key player in the expansion project.

By Friday afternoon, Ivy was preparing for a crucial presentation to Lucien and the senior management team. The room was set up with a large projector screen and a conference table that commanded respect. Ivy’s nerves were a tight coil, but she channeled her focus into the presentation, determined to make a strong impression.

Lucien entered the conference room, his presence commanding immediate attention. He took his seat at the head of the table, his expression neutral but alert. Ivy stood at the front, her laptop connected to the projector, ready to begin.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” Ivy said, her voice steady. “Today, I’ll be presenting the detailed analysis of our top acquisition targets and the strategic recommendations for our European expansion.”

She launched into the presentation, her slides outlining key data points, market trends, and the strategic advantages of the proposed acquisitions. Lucien listened intently, his gaze never wavering from her as she spoke. The senior management team, composed of some of the most influential figures at Blackwood Enterprises, also paid close attention, their expressions ranging from curiosity to keen interest.

As Ivy concluded her presentation, she opened the floor for questions. The discussion that followed was lively and detailed, with Lucien and the senior management team probing deeper into the analysis and seeking clarifications on various points. Ivy handled the questions with poise, her knowledge and preparation evident in her responses.

When the meeting adjourned, Lucien approached Ivy, his expression contemplative. “Well done, Miss Harper. Your presentation was thorough and convincing.”

“Thank you, Mr. Blackwood,” Ivy said, feeling a mix of relief and satisfaction. “I’m glad the analysis met your expectations.”

Lucien’s gaze lingered on her, his eyes searching hers with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. “Your performance has been exceptional. I want you to know that your efforts have not gone unnoticed.”

Ivy’s heart raced at his words. “I appreciate that, Mr. Blackwood. I’m committed to making this project a success.”

Lucien’s gaze softened, just for a moment. “I have no doubt that you will.”

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Ivy standing in the conference room, her mind racing with the weight of his praise and the potential it held. As she packed up her materials, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the project—and her relationship with Lucien—was moving toward a pivotal moment.