MilaCaleb just stared, his mouth opened and shut like a fish gasping for air.The buzzing lights above us made the silence feel even heavier.“Right?” He finally managed, his voice cracking. He looked all over my face, like he was searching for some kind of trick. “What… what does that even mean, Mila?”I moved closer, stepping right into his space until my shoes were practically touching his fancy Italian ones.I could smell his fear – a sharp, sour smell under all that cologne. “It means things are changing, Caleb.” I said, keeping my voice low. “You said it yourself, didn't you? You have desires. Well, so do I. We are modern people here, right? The IPO is coming up. You need the sad, grieving fiancee to show up and stand by your side, smiling for the cameras. You need the stock price to stay up.”I reached out and ran a finger down his tie. He shivered. He was used to being the center of attention; he wasn't used to me taking control.“I can do it.” I told him, making my voice sou
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