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Abigail’s POV

If there was a record for the fastest way to lose all professional composure, I had just shattered it.

Because standing in the grand foyer of the Castillo estate—surrounded by expensive art, amused stares, and an uncomfortably curious family—was him.

Chocolate eyes.

Only now I knew his name.

Christian Castillo.

The man I had kissed like I’d known him forever. The man whose name I hadn’t even asked before running away like a coward. The man who now stood in front of me looking like sin in a suit—sharp jaw, dark gaze, a calm that felt anything but.

And fate, the twisted little thing, had decided to make him my employer’s grandson.

He was staring right at me. No, through me—that same searching look from the bar, except this time, there was something harder beneath it. Recognition. Confusion. And maybe a hint of satisfaction that I didn’t want to think about too much.

I straightened instinctively, gripping the clipboard in my hand so tightly my knuckles ached.

“Miss Davenpor
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