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Chapter 61: Passion on the Unfinished Floor
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The morning sun spilled through the glass walls of Mason Equity’s temporary offices, throwing long stripes of light across the floor. Katherine stepped in, heels clicking a little too sharply against the polished surface, her bag tucked tightly under one arm. She had rehearsed her expression all the way here: neutral, focused, untouchable. The kind of face that told people she had not, in fact, nearly been caught kissing her CEO against the door of her office less than twenty-four hours ago.It lasted about thirty seconds.Sebastian was already there, leaning casually against the corner of her desk, flipping through the morning’s reports as though he had been waiting all along. Perfectly composed, cufflinks in place, shirt collar crisp, not a single trace of the chaos from yesterday clung to him. He looked like he had slept eight uninterrupted hours and woken up immune to scandal.Katherine dropped her bag a little harder than necessary onto the desk. “If Sophie tells anyone —”He did
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The morning sun had just begun to slant through the tall glass walls of the office floor when Katherine pushed open her door, balancing her coffee in one hand and scrolling absently through her phone with the other. She was already running through the day’s agenda in her head — client calls, a board update, that endless supply chain briefing she wasn’t looking forward to — when she finally looked up.And stopped.Sebastian Mason was in her chair.Not across from her desk in one of the visitor seats. Not standing casually at the window. He was behind her desk, leaning back with the relaxed arrogance of someone who had already claimed the territory as his own. Her laptop was open, his papers spread across her blotter, and a Montblanc pen tapped lazily against the edge of her notebook — her notebook.Katherine blinked once, set her coffee down a little too sharply, and arched a brow. “Excuse me?”Sebastian didn’t immediately look up. He finished a line in his notes, then glanced at her o
Miss Brown, Keep It Down Chapter 61: Passion on the Unfinished Floor
The rooftop had fallen into that rare kind of silence — not empty, not heavy, but warm, steady. Katherine stood against the railing, wrapped in his jacket, her body melting into the solid line of his chest behind her. His lips had just brushed her temple, the faintest kiss, enough to unravel the last knot of tension she had carried all day.For a moment she thought that was it — the quiet ending to a long, bruising day. But then he didn’t move away. His mouth lingered against her skin, the warmth of his breath soft against the shell of her ear.Sebastian shifted, his lips tracing a slow, deliberate path from her temple down the curve of her cheek. The touch was unhurried but filled with intent, a steady pressure that left her breath catching. When he found the corner of her jaw, the kiss lingered, heavier now, and something in the air shifted.Her lungs betrayed her, pulling in sharp, uneven breaths. She turned in his arms, her eyes finding his in the dim rooftop light. For one suspen
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The elevator doors slid open with a low chime, spilling them into the still-silent top floor.The space was nothing like the polished Mason Equity offices she knew — no sleek conference tables, no glass partitions, no polished chrome nameplates. Just bare concrete underfoot, the faint echo of their steps, and walls still stripped down to white primer. Morning light streamed in through floor-to-ceiling windows, flooding the open expanse with gold, catching in the dust that hung in the air like glitter.Katherine took it in slowly, hands tucked into the pockets of her navy dress, her heels clicking against the floor. “Feels… unfinished,” she said with a little smirk.“Because it is.” Sebastian stepped out behind her, the click of his shoes more deliberate. He was in a dark charcoal suit with no tie, sleeves rolled just enough to give him an edge of informality — the only sign that this wasn’t a boardroom visit. In one hand, he carried a sleek leather folder, the kind she’d seen during h
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The office was quiet. Too quiet.The kind of silence that seeps into your bones, heavy and still, like the world had exhaled and forgot to breathe again.Los Angeles glimmered beyond the tall windows — the lights blurred through the glass, like a city trying to dance its way into her line of sight. But inside, the room was frozen. Just her. And a desk lamp that flickered like it, too, was tired.Katherine stood by the window with her phone in hand. She wasn’t pacing. Not this time. Her heels were off, tossed beside the chair. Her blazer lay across the armrest, forgotten hours ago. The blue light of the screen made her look pale, and far too vulnerable for someone who had closed five major deals this week alone.But none of that mattered now.She stared at the screen, thumb hovering above his name.Sebastian MasonShe hadn’t texted him since landing. Not even a check-in. It was stupid, maybe. Immature even. But something about stepping into this office again, alone, after the weekend t
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The first thing Katherine noticed was the light.Soft, golden, and filtered through linen curtains, it spilled across the bed like a whispered invitation to wake up gently. Her eyes blinked open, slow and heavy, her body still wrapped in the warmth of cotton sheets — and him. Or rather, the absence of him.She reached across the mattress, but the other side was cool.Empty.Then came the second thing — silence. Not the kind that felt lonely, but the kind that held the aftertaste of laughter, music, clinking glasses, and echoing footsteps. Her birthday. Her friends. Her people. Her noise.She sat up slowly. The sheets slipped from her shoulder as she exhaled, eyes drifting across the room.On the floor — her heels, tipped over like they’d danced too long.On the chair — the sleek dress she’d sworn she wouldn’t cry in.On the nightstand — a glass, faintly kissed with her signature red lipstick.And on the edge of the bed — a ribbon from one of the gifts.Still curled. Still glowing.She
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