(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
Hazel's POV
Five days had passed since the incident in my office. Five days of avoiding Liam's eyes across conference rooms. Five days of ignoring his calls and texts. Five days of telling myself that what happened was a mistake that couldn't be repeated.
The office had emptied hours ago. Clock ticking past nine, I remained at my desk, drowning myself in work to avoid going home to an empty apartment. Chloe had taken Leo for a weekend sleepover, insisting I needed time to myself.
"Just a few more reports," I muttered, rubbing my tired eyes.
The soft ping of the elevator made me freeze. Security had strict orders—no one entered this floor after hours without clearance. I held my breath, listening to the steady footsteps approaching.
I didn't need to look up. My body knew who it was before my mind did.
"Working late again?"
