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The Warning

Author: Belle
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Regina's POV

I barely made it two steps into the office when Jenna cornered me.

She didn't say anything at first—just leaned against the wall near the elevator, arms crossed, eyes cool and unreadable. The same expression she wore when she knew something everyone else didn't. And judging by the way she was watching me now, she knew something dangerous.

"Morning," I said, brushing past her.

"Regina," she called, low and steady. "You got a minute?"

I turned, my hand still on the elevator button. "What is it?"

Jenna gave a small smile that didn't touch her eyes. "You should really watch your back."

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

"I'm just saying," she said, her tone syrupy and polite. "There's a lot going on in this office. People talk. Eyes watch. You don't want to be caught off guard."

The elevator dinged, but I ignored it. "Is this your subtle way of threatening me?"

"No, sweetheart." She stepped closer. "It's my subtle way of warning you. I actually like you. You're smart... too smart to ge
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