The two secretaries kept staring at the closed office door, eyes wide, thoughts spiraling in every direction. Just what had they witnessed? And more importantly, how could they see more?
Damn it.
They'd never imagined that Dr. Dale Brown-famously or rather infamously dubbed Devil Brown around the office could be tender, of all things. Cold, brilliant, and terrifying? Absolutely. But gentle? Affectionate?
The way he had caught the woman mid-stumble and then, with a hand at the small of her back, invited her into his office... it had sent a collective gasp through the room. For a second, it had almost felt like they'd stepped into the pages of a romantic CEO novel-the kind where the ruthless billionaire boss is soft only for his delicate, mysterious wife.
And now, they were left to wonder-imagine, really.
