FAZER LOGINAVAI packed up quickly, arranging the files I had worked on and separating the ones left. Then I picked up my bag and the remaining documents and stepped out.The floor was almost empty, making my heels echo even louder as I walked to the elevator.A few other staff joined the elevator, their conversations low and tired.I kept to myself, moving quietly to the underground parking.I spotted the car immediately. A driver stood beside it, not Ben this time. He bowed. “Good evening, madam.”“Good evening.”He then opened the door for me and I got in.Lucien was already inside. He watched me as I settled.I gave him a small smile. “Hi.”“How are you?” he asked. His tone sounded awfully distant.“I’m fine.”He hummed, then tapped on the glass. The driver got in immediately and started the car.Lucien leaned back, closing his eyes, resting his head like he was exhausted and didn’t want to talk.I frowned, that wasn’t like him. “Is everything okay?” I asked.He opened his eyes slowly and lo
AVAI had just gotten into the flow again when I heard a knock on the door.“Come in.” I said without looking up.The door opened and I lifted my head to see Steve. He looked at me, then at the files spread across my desk.“You’re not going for lunch?” he asked.I gave a small smile and gestured at the pile. “Olivia gave me all this. I have to submit everything by tomorrow.”His brows furrowed as he fully entered the office, closing the door behind himself. “You’re not supposed to be working on these. Not as the assistant HOD.”I leaned back and sighed. “I know, but the HOD clearly already has a problem with me as you can see.”He glanced at the files again, then back at me. “I can help you." I blinked. “Really?”He nodded. “Yes.”I tilted my head to the side. “Won’t that disturb your lunch break?”He shook his head. “I’m not hungry.”I hesitated. “And your work?”“I’m done for the day.”That made me raise a brow. “So soon?”He gave a small shrug. “Our team doesn’t have much to do ri
AVAThe line went dead.I dropped the receiver back in place, picked up my phone and slipped it into my bag, then stood up.Game on.When I got to her office, I knocked.“Come in.”I opened the door and stepped inside.Olivia didn’t look up immediately. She was flipping through some files unhurriedly. Then she finally glanced at me.“Close the door.”I did.She pointed to a stack of documents on her desk.“Take those.”I walked forward and picked them up. It was… a lot.My brows lifted, but I said nothing.“You’ll go through them,” she continued, leaning back in her chair, “and submit a full report by tomorrow.”Tomorrow?I looked at her, but made sure my face stayed calm. “Noted.”Her eyes flicked over me again, she probably was expecting for resistance. When she didn’t get any, she continued.“You’re supposed to go through proper training before assuming this position,” she said, her tone sharpening slightly. "But for some reason, management decided to skip that step and place you d
AVAThe moment I stepped into the building, I slowed down.Even though I had been here before, it still felt overwhelming.Everything was so big and polished. The floors shined, the walls looked expensive and people moved around all dressed in black or blue suits. You would almost think it was a law firm.I just stood there, taking it in, then I whispered to myself. “Okay…you can do this.” I straightened my shoulders and walked to the reception desk.As I got closer, I noticed it wasn’t the same woman who attended to me the last time I came here. That day, Ben had come to get me himself and had even called me madam right there. I was sure the receptionist had put things together after that. But this one was different.Good.I walked up to the desk.“Good morning,” she said politely. “How may I help you?”“Good morning,” I replied. “My name is Ava Harley. I’m to resume today as the assistant head of the Department of Investment and Stock.” I made sure to use the name grandpa told me
AVABy the time we finished eating, the tension in my chest hadn’t fully gone away, mostly because of him.Lucien stood up first, picking up his phone. “Let’s go.”I blinked, looking up at him. “Go where?”He looked at me like the answer should be obvious. “To work.”My browed furrowed. “You can go,” I said. “I’m not coming with you.”“You should go together,” Grandpa said, wiping his hands. “It’s only right since you’re working in the same place.”Alaric nodded in agreement. “That makes sense.”Seraphina smiled softly. "They're right."I looked between them, a little unsure, then I looked at Lucien.He didn’t said anything. He was just standing there, waiting as if he already knew how this would end.“Fine,” I muttered, pushing my chair back as I stood. “I’ll go with you.”Lucien didn’t react, atleast outwardly, but something about the way he turned toward the door made me feel like I had just played right into his hands.I picked up my bag and followed him.As we walked out of the d
AVALucien's jaw set.“Why?” he asked in a very low voice. “Why would you want to hide our relationship when we’re getting married in a few weeks?”I let out a short breath before responding. “It’s not about hiding it. It’s just… I’m starting work tomorrow. I don’t want unnecessary attention.”"With your looks, you’ll get attention regardless.”“That’s different.” I said, ignoring the fact that he had just backhandedly complimented me.“How?”I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “Lucien, people talk. They’ll start asking questions, making assumptions… I just want to settle in first.”His eyes locked on mine, unmoving. “So you’d rather pretend I don’t exist?”“That’s not what I said.”“But that’s what you’re doing.”I shook my head. “I’m not pretending or anything like that. I just want to keep things… low for now.”“And what happens when someone asks you about it?” he asked. “What will you say?”I looked at him and I was so sure I saw a vein pop in his neck.“I’ll say I’m engaged
AVAI stepped back.The air between us felt too tight, so much so that I couldn’t breathe properly if I stayed any closer, so I turned away from him, exhaling as I wrapped my arms around myself.Why did everything feel so intense around him?“Why are you running away from what you know you feel?” H
AVAI cleared my throat, trying to recover from the fact that he had just caught me staring at him.“Um… thank you,” I said, looking away. “For the flowers.”He just hummed, his gaze still on me. “Did it help?” he asked.The question was simple, but the way he said it made it feel like he actually
AVAThe cool night air hit me the moment I got downstairs.Then I saw Lucien leaning against his car with his legs crossed. It was the same car he'd allowed me to drive the last time.Even now, at this hour, he still looked like he had just stepped out of a boardroom. He was in a grey shirt and bla
LUCIENI had been staring at the same line on the screen for the past three minutes. I had read it three times and still couldn’t tell myself what it said.My attention kept drifting back to her and the way she said she was fine.I didn’t believe it.A knock broke through my thoughts. “Come in.”T







