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The office was bathed in cold morning light, the kind that made everything look sharper, more exposed. I pushed through the glass door with my shoulder while clutching my coffee cup like a lifeline. My stomach twisted the moment I saw him. Lucas stood by the floor to ceiling windows, his back to me and his hands buried deep in his pockets. His posture was rigid and shoulders squared in that way that made him look like he was bracing for impact. He didn't turn around immediately but I knew he'd hear me come in. The air seemed to him for some reason with all the things that are left to be said.Shouting at me for no reason and now the note. I mean when I took it to the police they said it was normal. The way the officer looked at me, he was expecting it to be a normal thing for me. What a creep.I hesitated near the doorway, my fingers tightening around the cup. The envelope was still in my bag with the photo and cryptic warning burning through the leather.“Morning,” I said finally,

Lucas's POV I had memorized the pattern.Every morning at 8:30, Deborah would arrive, she was never too late neither too early. It's like punctuality had become her armor.She'd hang her flat with precise movements, set her bag on her desk with deliberate care and power on her. The coffee would be on my table by 8:40am.She walked out without any good morning, any hi or anything at all.She put on her computer without glancing towards my office like she normally would.She knew because I'd been watching.But four days, four days of this excruciating dance where we existed in the same space but occupied different worlds.Now, through the glass wall that separated my office from the bullpen, I watched her review a contract.Her posture was inch perfect. The way she sat down, with her spine straight, shoulders squared. The way she sat down and the curve her butt made, my goodness. It could have me to my knees.Correction, it could have any man to her knees.I could still sense the tensi

Deborah's POV The rain started just after nine, a soft percussion again the floor to ceiling windows of Lucas's office. I watched the droplets race down the glass and my chosen droplet lost.I should have gone home hours ago but there's always a client document that needs to be taken care of.The date was excellent by the way. The night was on repeat in my mind ever since I got home. I was happy.I had never seen him laugh out loud before. I wished I took a video for it.He nearly even kissed me. I had to bring him back to reality.“Stop frowning, Deborah,” Lucas said, his voice cutting through my thoughts. He sat across from me at the obsidian conference table, his sleeves rolled to his elbows and the tie a little loosened suggesting even he was tired. But yet his eyes were alert as ever, like he could do this all day.“Just tired,” I lied as I forced my attention back to the presentation glowing on my laptop screen. “These figures are… extensive.”“Twenty-three million is extensive