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Fire With Fire

Author: Zai
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-19 19:51:30

Anna’s POV

I settled into the chair behind Sean’s desk, crossing my legs and leaning back with a deliberate calm that belied the storm I felt brewing around us. The office, sleek and modern, bore the lingering tension of recent events. The shadows from the overhead lighting cast sharp lines across the desk, matching the sharp edge in my mood.

Sean hovered near the edge of the room, uncertain. His posture was tense shoulders drawn up slightly, arms awkward at his sides. He looked like a man carrying weight too heavy for his frame. I didn’t miss the tightness in his jaw, the way his eyes flicked to the floor before daring to meet mine.

“Ms. Shaw, I want to apolo—”

“Don’t,” I cut him off before the sentence could settle in the air.

My voice was sharper than I intended, but I didn’t soften it. I lifted my gaze from the folder in front of me and met his eyes directly. “If you’re about to apologize for Jack Simpson’s behavior, save it. His actions reflect on him not you.”

Sean’s mouth opene
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