The next morning, the world had traded chandeliers for cold glass and silence.Cassian Wolfe’s office sat high above the city, sleek, commanding, and quiet enough to hear ambition breathe.Zara entered, heels clicking softly against the marble floor. She carried herself like nothing had happened the night before: no dinner tension, no whispered challenges, no lingering stare from Cassian across that glittering table.But the memory of it was still there, tucked neatly behind her calm expression.Cassian stood by the window, hands in his pockets, his reflection ghosted against the skyline.Without turning, he said quietly, “Lancaster called. He wants a meeting about Milan.”Zara placed a folder on his desk. “And let me guess… Hadley will be there too?”He turned, one brow lifting. “Are you planning to behave?”She gave a faint smile. “If she does.”A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, then faded. “You handled yourself well last night.”“I wasn’t aware it was a test.”“It wasn’t.”
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