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31: More than a campaign

Penulis: Aria Wilde
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-01 19:36:59

JAX’S POV

I had one job: review the brand deck before the afternoon pitch. That’s it. But for the last seven minutes, I hadn’t made it past the first slide.

Instead, I was staring through the glass walls of my office, my eyes pinned to Riley.

Her office was two doors down. The blinds were up. Lights bright. And there she sat—half turned toward Leo Carter, legs crossed in that gray skirt she must’ve known would kill a man.

She was laughing. I couldn’t hear the sound through the glass, but I could see it. The way her head tilted back, the way her hand lifted, brushing lightly against Leo’s shoulder as she said something animated.

I shifted in my chair, my jaw tightening.

She was supposed to be prepping the deck with Leo—sure. It was campaign related. I knew that. But from here, it didn’t look like work. It looked like chemistry. Open, easy, completely unfiltered flirting. Like whatever edge I always saw in Riley melted when she was with him.

I leaned forward, resting my elbow on the des
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