d consumed by the project, but there was always a lingering presence in the background-the tension between her and Logan that seemed to pulse with every interaction. His e

finished reviewing the latest set of projections when her

ffice,

teractions took place in meetings or over email. She had a sense of what he expected-re

s imposing in its own right, but Logan's office, perched at the top of the Blackwell Group tower, took intimidation to another level. The gl

d toward her. His gaze was as sharp as ever, his posture immaculate. For a moment, Cassidy felt

aid, his voice low an

n the sleek glass desk in front of him and stood still, waiting for him to speak.

cal. "Your data checks out. However, there's still the matter of the timeline. We're b

in his words was unmistakable. She wasn't sure if he m

he replied, he

moment, his gaze piercin

he building. The current design doesn't meet our standards, and we need something more inno

wing was a critical component of the entire project. Taking it on meant mor

," she said, he

, almost imperceptible smile. "Go

oval in his eyes, made something inside Cassidy stir. She pu

"Here are the initial suggestions from the design team. Review them, b

contact was brief, but it sent a jolt of electricity through her. She immediately pulled

, trying to ignore the flutter in her chest. She wasn'

action of a second before he n

ity settled heavily on her shoulders, but there was something else nagging at her-a curiosity she couldn't quite shake. Logan's reaction had been differen

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f the deadline loomed over her, but the challenge was something she thrived on. She spent hours refini

view the designs again, tweaking them just a little more. It wasn't eno

ough brief emails, there was a palpable tension whenever their paths crossed. Cassidy couldn't quite put her finger on

to focus solely on the project, to prove herself as a competent architect who could meet any challenge. B

er: she was becoming increasingly obsessed with him. Not just with his expectations,

t ignore the strange pull between them, the way his eyes seemed to linger just a little too long

self. But every time she tried to distance herself from th

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t the thought of presenting her work to Logan motivated her to power through the exhaustion. She gathered her files,

Cassidy could already feel the tension building in the room. She was used to the high expectations, but this time fe

m, his eyes briefly meeting hers before moving to the rest of the team

ehind each decision. The designs were bold, innovative, and far more in line with the aesthetic Logan had originally e

sion impassive. Cassidy's nerves crept up on her, but she did

ediately speak, which only made the silence heavier. The rest

d, his tone cool but with a hint of someth

ment from him, and she knew it meant something. But then, before she could fully enjoy the m

l pounding. "Of course. I'll m

Cassidy saw a flicker of something in his eyes-a mix of approval and som

er work, yes-but there was something about the way he looked at her, the way he pushed

small part of her couldn't help but quest