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Chapter 4: The assignment
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2025-11-19 17:19:28Asha wasn’t sure how she ended up standing in front of Kian Vale again, but exhaustion had a way of shoving people into strange places. She was running on four hours of sleep and caffeine fumes, and her brain felt slightly offline.
Kian watched her like he was trying to read code off her face,Not judgmental just sharp, like he didn’t miss anything.
“You’re distracted,” he said
She almost laughed “You think?”
“Your supervisor told me your efficiency has dropped, and That isn’t like you.”
Asha clenched her jaw The heartbreak she’d been dragging around like a cracked suitcase tightened inside her chest,She didn’t want her personal mess bleeding into her work, but it already had
“I’m fine,” she said.
“You’re not” His tone wasn’t rude just honest “And that matters because I need the best version of you”
She blinked “For what?”
Kian turned his screen toward her,Lines of activity flashed across the monitor,irregular, quiet, wrong.
“We’re being watched,” he said “Not attacked, Watched”
Asha stepped closer, focusing hard“This is subtle”
“That’s why most of my team missed it”
“And you didn’t.”
His eyes flickered with something unreadable “No.”
She studied the traces again, and her stomach dipped because There was a pattern, faint but unmistakable. A pattern she recognized in a way she didn’t want to
Heartbreak wasn’t the only thing messing with her focus now
“Why me?” she asked, keeping her voice steady.
“Because you see what people overlook,” he said“And because you’re not afraid to tell me when something is worse than it looks”.
Asha looked at him fully then No screens, no data just him,Confident,Controlled,Too perceptive.
“What exactly do you want me to do?”
“I want you to find whoever’s behind this,” he said calmly “And I want you to stop them before they get bold.”
Asha swallowed hard. She wasn’t sure if he’d chosen her for her skills… or because he sensed she had something to prove,But she nodded anyway.
“Fine,I’ll handle it “ .
Kian didn’t smile, but the tension in his shoulders eased a little “Good, you will Work from the penthouse tomorrow morning because there's Less noise and More access”.
She hesitated Working from his personal space wasn’t ideal But the job needed it
“Alright.”
As she turned to leave, he spoke again.
“Asha.”
She paused,
“Whatever’s distracting you… fix it I need you steady”.
The words shouldn’t have hit as hard as they did. But she carried them out the door like a weight she wasn’t sure how to put down.
Outside the room, she exhaled sharply.
This wasn’t just an assignment,
It felt like a warning
And somewhere deep down, she knew the person watching Kian Vale wasn’t a stranger,They were a shadow from her past
And she wasn’t ready for that truth at all.
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