♛ Aurora: By the time Adrian arrived, I was already shaking from the worry cutting through my nerves. My fingers wouldn’t stop twitching and trembling against each other, everything I held onto fell from my hands. The pen I was wrapping tightly around my palm fell off. My chest tightened with each breath, and I couldn’t sit still no matter how hard I tried to. I paced the length of my office, arms wrapped around myself to stop me from shaking uncontrollably. Then I heard the click of his shoes against the floor, and my eyes darted to the door almost immediately. Adrian stepped inside, he was holding two bags with me, but I barely noticed what was inside as my eyes shifted to his. And that was all it took. Something inside me cracked. My legs buckled as if my body no longer remembered how to stand. The air suddenly turned thick and so unbreathable. I blinked, holding my desk tightly, and drying to not fall to the ground. I clutched my chest, gasping, trying to
♛ Aurora: I didn't realize how fast time had gone until I raised my head from the table and looked outside, before noticing it was dark already. My back ached, and my neck throbbed from sleeping in such an awkward position. Papers were scattered everywhere on my table. Most of them were notes, financial records, and printed emails. A file lay open in front of me with a red marker still clutched in my hand, smudged ink staining my fingers. I must’ve dozed off. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I sat upright, trying to gather my thoughts. The bulb light was switched on, and I assumed it was probably Marla that turned it on before she left. A deep sigh escaped my lips, and I ran a hand over my face, letting out a slow, shaky breath. The fatigue wasn't just physical anymore; it was crawling under my skin and settling right on my chest. I was completely drained mentally because I had no idea where to go from here. I had come to the conclusion that Bonnie wasn't the on
♞ Adrian: “It doesn't seem to me like her assistant was working alone in this,” Christian said, fixing his glasses with a shake of his head. “She might have had people she was working for. Probably people planted in the agency. Because there’s no way she could’ve pulled this off all alone. Not in under two months at least.” I said nothing, just fiddled with the pen between my fingers and traced my thumb along my jaw. Then I leaned forward, elbows resting on the edge of the table, my eyes locked on the screen in front of me, though I wasn’t really seeing it. He was right. I had demanded everything he could get on Rory's assistant right from when I returned to the office. And the more I checked, the deeper it seemed to stretch. The further I dug into Bonnie’s access logs, the more questions arose. She’d approved forms outside of her clearance level, pulled financial records she should never have had the authority to view, and rerouted communications from external clients. It wa
♛Aurora:I stared at the message on my phone, my fingers felt cold around the device. My chest suddenly felt tight, and it became too difficult to breathe, like someone had wrapped their hands around my throat and was slowly squeezing.The phone slipped off of my fingers, falling heavily to the table, and my fingers reached for the edge of my desk, searching for something to hold onto.“Ms. Aurora?” Marla’s voice broke through the static in my mind. “Did something happen?”I blinked, lowering the phone slowly and meeting her gaze. I tried to keep a smile, but I realized I was failing woefully when the expression on Marla’s face deeped into serious worry.“Bonnie stole money from most of the project and left.” Marla put her thoughts into words as she slowly realized how severe the situation was.“I don’t know.” I stood up suddenly, the folder in my other hand as I tried to ignore the message I had just received from an unknown number. The last time I was messaged from an unknown numbe
♛ Aurora: Eventually we finished our meal and had to leave the diner. I was waiting for my chauffeur to come over and pick me up but Adrian insisted I follow him instead and he'd drop me off. In his words, he usually doesn't leave his dates to leave by themselves after the hangout ends. I asked him how many dates he’d had, and he answered in a serious tone, “Only one since I hit 20.” I frowned at his words, not completely understanding what he meant, “So you've gone out with about 21 people in total?” Adrian scowled at my words, he looked like I had insulted him, “No. I mean 20 in age.” I finally understood and nodded simply. But at the same time realization at what his words insinuated settled down on me. Instead of leaving it at that, I asked in an almost low tone, “What about when you were in your late teens? How many ladies did you go out with?” “I was busy running a company.” I should have just left it at that, but I had a penchant for not leaving things half way,
♛ Aurora: The food arrived close to thirty minutes later, after waiting patiently for it. I didn’t look up when the waitress placed our plates down, but I didn’t miss the way her hands shook slightly or how she mumbled, “Enjoy your meal,” like she was halfway out already. This time around, she didn't bother sparing Adrian a glance. Probably too ashamed to, instead she spared me an apologetic look. And maybe I would have smiled at her, and accepted the apology, but I didn't miss the way her fingers were gripping her apron like she had been forced to apologize. That's when I glanced over at the island between the waitress spot and the diner, and I noticed a middle aged man was looking directly at us. I simply scoffed at the realization of what was going on. I doubted she would have apologized if she wasn't threatened. But still, how did the man who looked like their manager know? My gaze shifted to Adrian, in time to see the man spare him an apologetic nod. My brows pulled
♛ Aurora: The diner Adrian took me to was almost empty, save for a couple of people who were having conversations over mugs of coffee. It was the kind of place that smelled like burnt toast and cinnamon, and for some reason, it calmed my nerves. He held the door open for me, letting me step in first, and I ignored the flutter in my chest when his hand brushed my lower back. For a moment I completely let myself forget every worry that should have been in my heart, along with the realization that as soon as we left this place I would need to confront Bonnie. I wasn't even sure what I would say to her yet. I just knew for certain that I couldn't just relieve her from her work easily. Either she wanted to or not, she needed to talk to me. And tell me why she did what she did, and what she was getting out of it. There was still a small part of me that held onto the hope that what she was doing wasn't because she wanted to, but because she didn't have a choice. As we slid
♛ Aurora: My eyes widened in surprise, but I didn't pull away. Actually, I couldn't. Or rather, I didn't want to. Adrian's lips tipped up into a smile, as he slowly trapped me to the door with his body, covering me completely. The moment our lips met, the world outside that room dissolved. Adrian’s lips moved with quiet demand, like he’d been holding back far too long. One hand came to rest against my waist, the other grazing my jaw, and in that second, I forgot why I had planned to keep my distance. He deepened the kiss, slowly, and nibbled on my lower lips. A wince escaped my mouth, but then he licked the spot, and I felt my fingers tighten around the fabric of his shirt. My body leaned into his without thinking. There was heat in the way he touched me possessively. Protective. As if he had been waiting for an excuse to pull me into this moment. I didn't realize how many minutes had gone past, but I was the one who pulled away first, breathless and shaken. Adrian’s gaze
♛ Aurora: Adrian kept Reid’s gaze, not saying anything but watching him in a way that could make anyone shrink back into their seats. The silence that followed Adrian’s accusations was almost suspicious, because Reid has been speaking since the meeting started, but now he suddenly didn't know how to counter the words thrown at him. I spared a glance in his direction, in time to see the slight tremble in his fingers. Reid’s jaw clenched, the silence around him growing denser than before. His eyes didn’t meet mine, not even for a second. Instead, he stared at Adrian like he had no idea what to suddenly say. “I—” he finally spoke out, his voice coming out in a low stutter. “I don’t... I mean—this—this could still be manipulated. Anyone with the right tools could fake a call like that.” Adrian let out a scoff. Not amused, this time. More like he was disappointed. “You just listened to her voice. What other kind of proof do you need? Or were you expecting?” “I don’t care,” Reid s