LAUREN'S POV

I walked into the office building, heading straight toward Roman’s office just like he’d told me to. The sound of my heels echoed softly across the marble floor, a rhythmic tap that blended with the quiet hum of the air conditioner and the faint murmur of employees working nearby. My pulse quickened with every step not because I was nervous, or so I told myself, but because it felt strange how easily he could make me feel this way.

Yesterday, before he left, he’d told me to ...