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Secret Office Affair Begins

Author: Keodiniah
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-27 22:25:00

Emma’s POV

It started with a glance.

Just one look across the floor-to-ceiling windows of our corporate headquarters. Killian had rolled up his sleeves again. That stupid, smug smirk played on his lips as he passed the glass walls of my office, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked on mine like he was daring me to look away first.

I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

There were dozens of employees on the floor. Phones ringing. Meetings happening. Yet the air crackled with something only the two of us could feel. A shared tension, a magnetic pull that had grown stronger since that night in the conference room.

I told myself I was done. That it couldn’t happen again. We were professionals now. Adults. We weren’t trapped in the walls of a university anymore, stealing moments in libraries and lecture halls.

But we hadn’t changed.

Not really.

At 3:06 p.m., my office door opened. He didn’t
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