Dami’s POV

I flipped through the last of the documents on my desk. Being CEO was everything i had worked for, but the endless meetings and signatures were starting to wear on me.

I exhaled, pulling my hair into a neat ponytail just as a knock sounded on the door. "Come in,” I muttered, eyes still on the papers.

A throat cleared. That scent, and those careful footsteps. Axel. Even when I wished I didn’t, I knew him instantly.

“What is it?” My voice came out sharp, like a blade ...