Mixed feeling

Logan's pov.

After returning from the business trip, Mia's demeanor had changed; she appeared distant, her usual warmth and charm replaced with a guarded facade. The scent of rich Italian food lingered in the air, mixing with the tension that crackled between them.

“Mia, wait. I need to talk to you,” I implored, my dark eyes searching for answers in her troubled blue ones. She hesitated but finally remained in the room after everyone else had left.

"What's wrong, baby girl? Talk to me. Why are you avoiding me?" I questioned, my voice trying to hold on to its usual commanding tone, but a hint of vulnerability seeped through.

"Nothing is wrong, Mr. Mancini. I just... I just came back to my senses," Mia replied animatedly, trying to keep up a brave front.

I shook my head, confusion evident on my face. "What do you mean?"

"I mean... listen... I need this job, but I can't be your play toy. I have feelings, and I don't want to get hurt in the end. Please, Mr. Mancini, I want whatever i