LOGINMia sat in her office, replaying Axel’s last words over and over in her head. "One more slip-up, and we're done." Then he had simply gone back to his laptop like he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on her and walked away emotionally untouched. And what had she done? She nodded. She actually nodded. Why would she nod to that? That was basically the human equivalent of signing terms and conditions without reading them first. And Mia absolutely did not agree to staying away from Axel. Her eyes stayed fixed on the tablet in her hands. Well, at least she’d finally been properly equipped like Axel wanted. Not thanks to Andrew, though. Andrew had apparently been too allergic to responsibility to do it himself and dumped the task onto somebody else instead. Still, she now had the previous assistant’s office and all the necessary devices. Her office was directly below Axel’s. All she had to do was look up at the ceiling to remember that. But then she sighed, dropped th
They got back to the company shortly after, pulling into the parking space as another car left. The moment Mia moved to get out, Daniil stopped her with a light grip on her wrist. She blinked down at it, then slowly looked back at him. She already knew what he wanted to say. That look gave it away instantly. "I'm sorry." Just as she thought. "No, don't be." She smiled a little. "Seriously, it's fine." Daniil didn't look convinced in the slightest. "It isn't fine," he muttered. "I should’ve gotten you back sooner." She blinked at him. Why was he apologizing like this? It wasn't as if he'd forced her to stay out longer. If she'd checked her phone earlier instead of enjoying herself so much, she would've known the client had arrived already. Mia exhaled softly, then gently took his hand off her wrist and held it between both of hers instead. "We’ll figure this out later. Right now, I need to survive whatever mood your boss is in." She let out a nervous laugh.
Mia still found it hard to believe she was outside the office with Daniil of all people, standing at a place called Fritzzy Scoop with cups of ice cream in their hands. And somehow… she was actually having fun. The cold weather should’ve made the ice cream a terrible idea, but Daniil’s jacket kept her warm, and the vanilla flavor he’d picked for her was annoyingly perfect. When was the last time she had even done something like this with someone? She took another spoonful and sighed happily. "Okay, this is amazing." Daniil smirked. "I do have excellent taste." "In ice cream?" "In general." She rolled her eyes. "This place might actually become my new favorite spot." "And here I was thinking I’d be your favorite part of the experience." "Oh, your ego is alive and thriving, I see." "My ego?" He pointed at himself innocently. "I’m just naturally charming." "Only when you’re quiet." He gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to his chest. "Mia, you wound me."
"Get that through your empty skull and stay the hell away from her." Daniil didn’t look affected in the slightest. His expression never cracked. "Unless she says no herself, I don’t see the problem." With a faint smirk, he looked back at Mia, still holding the jacket out for her. The man seriously needed to stop looking at people like that. One second too long and it felt like he could read her thoughts. It didn’t help that his eyes were ridiculously pretty either... clear like the sky and weirdly reminiscent of Damien. Damien liked flirting with her too, sometimes just to get a reaction out of her. Come to think of it, she hadn’t even spoken to Damien since arriving here. He probably thought she’d forgotten all about him, and honestly, that wasn’t exactly great-friend behavior. Meanwhile, Daniil was over here offering her a jacket, and she was refusing despite practically freezing to death. And with an entire workday still ahead of her, stubbornness suddenly didn’t seem ve
In the conference room, Mia stood beside Axel like a statue… except her pen kept moving awkwardly across her notepad while the woman spoke, mostly because she was absolutely freezing. Somehow, everyone else looked perfectly comfortable, which honestly made her suspicious. It was like they all had hidden heaters under the table. Thankfully though, the meeting was being conducted in English. Right before sitting down, Axel had coldly stated, "All discussions will be conducted in English." Not for her sake, obviously. He simply couldn’t afford having a temporary PA who understood absolutely nothing while important discussions were going on. The woman eventually sat down, and Mia immediately started feeling bad for the next man who stood to present. The nervousness on his face was painfully obvious. And honestly? She understood why. Axel was intense. The poor man looked like a student forced to present in front of the entire school. "Uhm…" He glanced at the papers trembl
In the conference room, Mia stood beside Axel like a statue… except her pen kept moving awkwardly across her notepad while the woman spoke, mostly because she was absolutely freezing. Somehow, everyone else looked perfectly comfortable, which honestly made her suspicious. It was like they all had hidden heaters under the table. Thankfully though, the meeting was being conducted in English. Right before sitting down, Axel had coldly stated, "All discussions will be conducted in English." Not for her sake, obviously. He simply couldn’t afford having a temporary PA who understood absolutely nothing while important discussions were going on. The woman eventually sat down, and Mia immediately started feeling bad for the next man who stood to present. The nervousness on his face was painfully obvious. And honestly? She understood why. Axel was intense. The poor man looked like a student forced to present in front of the entire school. "Uhm…" He glanced at the papers trembl
While all of that was happening, Audrey was secretly in the storage room, making a phone call to Victor. She could not leave the house yet. Dinner had not been made, and she did not have Andrew’s or Axel’s contact. Victor was her only option. Her hands trembled around the phone. "Victor, plea
"I thought I was helping," were the words Mia kept repeating as she slowly walked home, her heart heavy. She had lost count of how many times she had done this - walking back in silence, carrying the same familiar sadness. By the time she realized it, she was already home, met with the sharp st
"Hey!" Andrew rushed forward, grabbing Mia by the shoulders and steadying her just as her heels nearly gave way. The sudden grip startled her, but the moment she recognized him, she relaxed a little. This was Axel’s person. What was his name again… Andrew, yes, Andrew. And if Andrew was here, t
Mia’s heart skipped a beat. Was he…? She spun around, and there he was. Axel was descending the stairs like he had personally decided to ruin her ability to think. His naturally messy hair bounced with each step, and he was dressed in nothing but black sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his




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