SINFUL DESIRE

ald green blouse tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt, at every step she takes her curves could be e

endly smile, just a subtle glance of acknowledgment

at the head of the long conference table, fingers drumming rhythmically on the polished glass desk, he

berate, taking in every inch of her like

y." Elara without losing composure, crossed her arms: "Early enou

's people. He leads her into the executive boardroom, where three

se department heads is the "leak" Elara identified the da

ions. Watch their reacti

w me how sharp you really are," he says, his gaze cutting through her confid

She's aware that Cassian is watching her every move, noti

tment head, with a calculated smile, she stated: "

with his cufflinks): "We had u

air shifts. The subtle shift in the department head's posture catches her attentio

under pressure, revealing hints of guilt through body language,

ull weight of her gaze on him like Cas

his tone colder than usual. He dismisses the depar

ves toward Elara, his eyes locked on

ne): "You took a risk toda

ering gaze replie

ion between them like static in the air. Her

eady. He doesn't just watch her; he studies her

o knows that he isn't immune to the pull between them. She for

my favor can be just as dangerous as losing it." he said, taking h

s locked on his): "Danger doesn't

ut neither backs down. The air is suffocating with intensity. It'

to his office, his voice smooth but

gh, ready for whatever gam

Cassian is leaning against it, arms

t, slow): "You thin

understand what drives you." she said,

es dark with intent. Not

se is racing, and she knows he can

ne with just enough pressure to send a shiver down h

ad, letting his fingers linger. If he'

e rougher than before): "Careful, Elara. Peop

arp as a blade): "M

t not before his thumb brushes the curve of her lower

to his desk, his eye

Tomorrow will be harder." Elara, trying to match his intent said something th

wirling with adrenaline, her h

ches the door, he s

l warning): "And Elara... don't e

She paces her apartment, running her fingers through her hair, reliving ever

he sees a message from an unkn

atched. Careful

r heart pounds. Is it C

ettling in her chest like a stone. Her fingers ho

s narrowing): "If it's a game you wan