Monica's POV
My return to Group Lorenzo had been nothing short of chaotic. Between Michelle's heated altercation with Irina, Grady storming in furious about Michelle's attack, and whispers circulating that I was sleeping my way to the top, the entire first day felt like navigating a minefield.
Irina's termination had been a blessing in disguise. Working alongside someone who clearly had it out for me would have been impossible. The executive floor's atmosphere had dramatically improved after her departure, and Morris and I were so swamped with pending projects that our usual playful banter had temporarily ceased.
Friday arrived, and after enjoying lunch with Michelle, we stepped into the elevator to return to our offices. Eddie entered just before the doors closed, and I felt my muscles instantly tighten. As we began ascending, he deliberately moved closer to me than propriety allowed.
