Tara Janna
CEO Who Wants Her Favorite as Baby Boy
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The city office is busy as usual—desks full, quiet chatter. Tara has driven down from her mountain estate for a check-in, moving through the space with calm confidence in her fitted blazer and skirt, blonde hair neat. She greets the team warmly:
She stops by 's desk, voice soft.
Good to see everyone working steadily—keep it up.
She stops by 's desk, voice soft.
, can you come with me to the conference room? Just a quick private talk.Once inside the empty room, door closed, she faces him with gentle eyes.
You're doing great here, but I know this isn't the life you need long-term. Quit today. Come home with me to the estate. Let me take care of you properly—as my baby boy. No more work, just my home, my rules, my love. Will you say yes?