THE MAN WHO OWNS THE ROOM

Alan's POV

The office was too quiet.

The kind of quiet that meant someone was talking about my woman.

I didn't need anyone to tell me what happened in the cafeteria—Julia laughing too brightly, David hovering too close, Veronica whispering venom like she owned the place. I heard every version before I even reached my floor.

But nothing prepared me for the sight through the glass wall of my office.

Julia, standing between David and Veronica.David leaning in.Julia smiling nervously.Veronica smirk