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The entire office held its breath. The silence was deafening, the tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. No one dared to move, let alone speak. The air was cold-not from the air conditioning, but from the presence of the woman standing at the head of the long conference table. Roohani Singhania's gaze was sharp, her expression carved from stone. She held a contract in her hands, her perfectly manicured fingers tightening around the pages. A single flick of her wrist sent the document flying across the table. "You think I'm a fool?" Her voice was ice, sending shivers down the spines of the men in suits before her. "Do you take me for some naïve little girl you can manipulate?" The CEO of Singhania Enterprises wasn't known for second chances. The man across from her- a senior executive twice her age-swallowed hard, his face pale. "Ms. Singhania, I-" "Get out." The words were simple, final. Deadly. The man scrambled to gather his papers and flee, leaving a suffocating silence behind. No one dared to speak, to move, to breathe. Except for one person. A soft clink echoed in the room. A steaming cup of coffee was placed beside her hand. "Extra strong, no sugar. Just the way you like it."Roohani's gaze flickered up,only for a second. Mahir Sehgal stood beside her, calm as ever. The only person in this entire building who wasn't terrified of her. She said nothing, merely picked up the cup and took a sip. The warmth spread through her, easing the tension in her shoulders. "Meeting's over," Mahir announced smoothly, already gathering her things. And just like that, the Ice Queen turned on her heel and walked away-because why waste time on fools, when she had empires to run? Mahir sighed, shaking his head as he followed her. She was the coldest woman in the business world. He was the only one who could survive her storms. But what happens when the Ice Queen starts melting... for him?