Chapter ThreeDamien does not move for a full minute after she leaves.He stands behind his desk, hand flat on the surface, eyes on the door she just walked through. Her scent is still in the room. Warm and clean with something underneath it, like rain on dry ground, like something the earth makes when it finally gets what it has been waiting for.He has not felt this in six years.He was not supposed to feel it ever again.His brother's voice comes through the intercom on his desk. "Damien. Board call in ten."He does not answer. He picks up the glass of water on his desk and drinks the whole thing in one go. Then he sets it down very carefully, the way a man does when he is trying hard not to break something.Zara Mensah.He had read her file twice before she walked in. Business license, client list, reviews, the court of public opinion that existed online. Small operation, big reputation. The kind of woman who built things with her hands and her mind and refused to let anyone tell
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