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The Rules Are Breaking

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last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-06 03:43:07

Chapter Twelve: The Rules Are Breaking

POV: Elias Voss

Elias didn’t flinch when Noah entered the conference room.

He didn’t look up, didn’t acknowledge the way the younger man’s presence made the space feel smaller, warmer, harder to breathe in. He simply gestured to the open chair beside him and continued reviewing the quarterly brief like his pulse wasn’t hammering against his wrist.

Noah sat without speaking. Good. That meant he was still smart enough to be cautious.

Still obedient—on the surface.

Elias hated how much he noticed the subtle things now. The way Noah’s fingers tapped against the side of his tablet. The faint wrinkle in his collar. The quick sideways glance he tried to suppress when their shoulders nearly touched.

It wasn’t professionalism that kept them apart.

It was the illusion of it.

---

The regional director was droning on about projections.

Elias didn’t hear a word.

He was too busy remembering the sound Noah made when he kissed him. That soft, involuntary sound h
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