nd him. The faint hum of the bustling metropolis echoed through the soundproof windows, yet in this moment, the world
with an air of quiet confidence, the kind that came from years of hard work and self-reliance. Cassian had always admired th
im at the contact, but Cassian didn't let it show. Not that Seraphina would notice. She was always so pr
n remarked, his voice casual but probing
a hint of exhaustion in her eyes. "You pay me to make sur
hed. "I've told you
lightly, her voice not giving away much.
dn't figure out how to get past it. Not that he should care. She was his employee, after all. An excellent one. Still, there
his chair, his eyes never leaving her face. He watched for a f
ed at her watch. "If there's nothing else, I have a f
k and folded his hands together. "How
e ye
never once taken a vacation. D
ion. She hadn't expected him to notice, let alone care. "I don'
ed into a half-smile.
gage in small talk. Everything about him was sharp, calculated. She knew he was testing her, probing for so
k," she said, her voice ste
ai
sian had stood up from his desk, moving toward her with the slow, measured grace of a predat
ked, her tone betraying nothing o
d space. He studied her for a moment, as though trying to peel back the layers of her carefu
tly, his voice low and dangerous. "I c
was perceptive, but the way he looked at her now, as though he could see
r. Ashford," she replied, h
knowing glint in hi
to his desk. Seraphina took the opportunity to leave, her pulse racing as she walked down the
ough his ruthless reputation in the business world was well-deserved. No, Cassian was dangerous because he made her feel things she couldn't afford to feel. She h
e. There was work to be done, and she could
ystery, and Cassian hated mysteries. He prided himself on knowing everything about the
He had tried, in subtle ways, to get her to open up. Casual conversation, invitations to
sense it, though he hadn't been able to figure out what it was. He knew he should let it go,
er, his eyes still on the empty doorway
voice on the other end.
check on Seraphina Ev
re the man responded. "I'll g
nd already spinning with possibilities. Whatever Seraphina was hidi
lway
he glanced at the screen and frowned. It was a message from her father, somethin
We have business to d
r with a sense of dread. She hadn't spoken to him in weeks, and whenever he reach
hate
typed out a respon
ing send. There was no use in trying to avoid him.
ning air, her thoughts drifted back to Cassian. There was something about him today, something more intense th
Ashford was her boss, and more than that, he was dangerous in ways that went beyon
Seraphina made a silent vow to herself. She would keep things professional, no
corners of her mind, she wond
as always, her heels clicking softly against the marble floors as she made her way to her desk. The office was still quiet, the wor
presence nearby. Looking up, she saw Cassian sta
reeted, forcing a cal
there was a tension in his posture
sing that something was off
nt before he spoke, his voice low. "I fou
t, though she kept her
with implication, "he's been making move
's blood