LATE NIGHTS WITH A GHOST.
READING AGE 18+
"Your coffee Sir." I placed the cup on his desk.
He looked at the coffee.
Then he looked at me.
There was something different about his expression. The faintest hint of amusement.
A chill ran down my spine.
"…What?"
Without a word, he slowly rotated his laptop toward me.
"Interesting."
My eyes fell on the screen. Security footage. The pantry.
My smile vanished.
There I was...
Leaning over his coffee. Spitting into it.
Every drop of color drained from my face. F**k.
"I—I can explain..."
"Can you?"
His voice was terrifyingly calm.
He rose from his chair with deliberate slowness.
Every step echoed through the office.
Instinctively, I backed away.
One step.
Then another.
Until my back hit the wall.
He stopped directly in front of me.
Close enough for me to catch the clean, masculine scent of his cologne.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Miss Hayes..."
The corner of his lips curved into the faintest smile. "If you were that desperate for me to taste your saliva..."
He leaned in just enough to steal the air from my lungs.
"...You only had to ask."
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LAVENDER'S (AVEN) POV.
The conference room remained eerily silent long after Daniel walked out.
No one moved. No one spoke. The heavy slam of the door still echoed in my ears. I stared at the empty doorway, my chest tightening with every passing second. I couldn't shake the feeling that what had just happened had nothing to do……
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