With the word 'office' and it's 'space', her treacherous mind drifted back to the day she had proposed the contract and made a bold move by planting a kiss on him—something she had never thought she would dare to do, especially not with someone like him, the devilishly handsome Cassian Crown from the mafia.
Her cheeks burned hotter than fire as she recalled each breathless moment they had shared. She shook her head once more and cursed her brain for going down lanes it should not have been going down.
She noticed another door tucked deeper within the office, and curiosity quietly drew her towards it. When she pushed it open, her steps halted at once, yet this time, not out of caution, but out of something almost like disbelief.
As she reached for the switch, light spilled into the room. The space was nothing less than stepping into a beautiful dream.
