The door slammed shut behind them, and in the next moment, Winnie found herself pinned hard against it by Van.

The filing room was empty, filled with the musty scent of old papers and archives. Dust particles floated softly in the sunlight streaming through the window.

Winnie was kissed so deeply that her strength seemed to drain away, her body collapsing into Van's embrace. Her back pressed tightly against the door as she slid downward little by little, only to be held firmly by ...