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Chapter 57: Loud Enough for Love
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Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 74: Keys, Coffee, and Floor Plans
Morning doesn’t rush in.It slips through the tall windows slowly, pale gold stretching across the bare floorboards, softening the sharp edges of the empty rooms. The house feels different in daylight — less mysterious, more honest. The walls don’t echo as loudly. The space doesn’t feel unfinished.It feels quiet.They are still on the floor.No blankets. No furniture. Just the cool expanse of wood beneath them and the warmth they created sometime between dusk and midnight.Katherine wakes first.Not fully at once — just enough to realize where she is. The unfamiliar ceiling above her. The slant of sunlight touching the far wall. The steady, grounded rise and fall beneath her cheek.Her head is resting on Sebastian’s chest.His arm is wrapped around her waist — not tightly, not possessively. Just there. Like it settled there hours ago and never considered leaving.The position looks accidental.It isn’t.She stays still for a moment, listening.His heartbeat is slow. Deep. Calm in a w
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 73: Empty Rooms, Bare Intent
The door closes with a soft, almost careful click.Not a slam. Not a declaration. Just the quiet sound of something being sealed — a line crossed without ceremony.Katherine stays where she is, her back against the door, fingers still resting on the handle as if she hasn’t fully decided whether she’s arrived or merely paused. The house around them exists in half-light: tall windows catching the last gold of evening, empty rooms breathing softly, walls still unfamiliar enough to feel like a held breath.Sebastian doesn’t move.That’s the first thing she notices.No steps toward her. No instinct to fill the space. He lets the silence stretch, lets the quiet settle into the bones of the place like it belongs there. It’s a rare kind of restraint — not calculated, not strategic. Present.Katherine exhales slowly.Her voice, when it comes, is low. Thoughtful. Almost surprised by itself.“It’s strange,” she says.A pause.“Being alone somewhere that’s supposed to become… something.”The word
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 72: Audit Day, or How Not to Kiss the CEO
The conference room is immaculate in that very specific, pre-audit way — chairs aligned to surgical precision, screens glowing with frozen dashboards, water glasses placed as if someone measured the distance with a ruler. The air smells faintly of coffee and ambition. At exactly 8:30 a.m., the doors open. The Board of Directors enters as a unit — dark suits, tablets tucked under arms, expressions carefully calibrated to serious. No wasted movement. No unnecessary smiles. This is the kind of entrance meant to remind everyone that today is about governance, compliance, and consequences. Sebastian steps forward to greet them. He does it perfectly. Firm handshakes. Calm eye contact. A voice that lands somewhere between reassuring and commandingly precise. The kind of tone that makes people trust him with money they’ll never personally see again. “Good morning. Thank you for being here. We’re ready when you are.” Several heads nod in approval. Then — because the universe ha
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 71: Public Sign
The office was barely awake when Katherine arrived. The lights were still too bright for that hour, the kind of sterile glow that made everyone look more tired than they were willing to admit. Desks hummed quietly, screens flickered on, and the smell of burnt coffee drifted through the floor like a warning rather than an invitation. Katherine stepped out of the elevator, already skimming through emails on her phone, mind half a step ahead of the day. And then she stopped. Her desk was gone. Not literally — but it had been overtaken. Completely. A massive bouquet sat at its center, absurdly large, unapologetic in its presence. Pale peonies, blush roses, soft greenery spilling over the edges, arranged with the kind of care that suggested intention rather than obligation. It didn’t whisper. It announced itself. For a moment, Katherine just stared. Someone down the row pretended very badly not to notice. Sophie froze mid-step near the printer. A junior analyst actually w
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 70: What He Noticed
The day released them slowly, like it wasn’t quite ready to let go. By the time Katherine stepped out of the building, the glass façade of Mason Equity was already catching the last of the sun, reflecting it back in muted gold instead of its usual cold steel. The lobby behind her hummed with departure — heels clicking, voices loosening, the collective exhale of people who had survived another day without collapsing. She paused for a moment on the steps, rolling her shoulders back, letting the tension settle where it always did — between her spine and her pride. Her phone was already in her hand, thumb hovering over the screen, ready to check emails she knew would still be there no matter how long she pretended otherwise. “Hey.” Sebastian’s voice came from her left, low and unhurried. She turned. He stood a few feet away, jacket slung over one arm, tie gone, sleeves rolled just enough to suggest he’d stopped performing hours ago. The setting sun caught in his hair, softening
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 69: Fire on the 17th Floor
The first light of morning bled through the half-closed curtains, soft and golden, cutting faint lines across the floor. The city outside was barely awake, its noise still a rumor that hadn’t reached the penthouse yet. Katherine stirred first. The sheet slipped from her shoulder as she shifted onto her side, her hair a loose tangle that caught the early light. For a moment she just looked — the kind of quiet observation she’d never allow herself in daylight. Sebastian lay beside her, one arm bent under his head, the other resting over the blanket that had half fallen to the floor. His face, usually sharpened by tension and strategy, looked different now — softer, almost peaceful. The faint shadow of stubble traced his jaw, his lips parted slightly with each even breath. Katherine let out a sound that was almost a laugh. “You look almost human when you’re unconscious.” His eyes didn’t open right away. “I’d say the same,” he murmured, voice roughened by sleep, “but I’m afraid yo
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