Justin Shawn's POV
She stood in front of me, spine straight but voice not trembling, her eyes holding that stormy defiance I had come to know too well.
"I'm not taking the job, Justin," Elena said.
The words struck harder than they should have.
I just stood there, staring at her, speechless not because I didn't have a response, but because I couldn't believe she had the guts to say it. No one ever turned me down. No one ever questioned me. Not in the boardroom. Not in life. Certainly not in my house.
But she just did.
She had some damn nerve.
I didn't say anything. I couldn't trust my mouth. Just said she has till Monday or else the offer is off the table. Not then. So I walked past her, wt into the car and left for the office without another word.
It was raining when I stepped out of the car. Grey skies. Gloomy atmosphere. A perfect match for my mood. I barely greeted anyone on my way in.
The office was unusually quiet.. It was always quiet but it was very quiet today.
