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Matthew’s breath hitched, the warmth of Saint’s words fanning against his skin like an open flame. The transfer request—pages of meticulously cross-referenced protocols, structural reallocations, and legal precedents that had taken him three sleepless weeks to draft—lay on the mahogany desk between them, signed in Saint’s decisive, elegant script."That's hardly a professional condition, Director," Matthew murmured, though his hands had already found their way to the lapels of Saint’s jacket, anchoring himself."I’m off the clock in ten minutes," Saint replied, his voice dropping into that low, resonant register that always made Matthew’s pulse betray him. He tightened his hold around Matthew’s waist, pulling him impossibly closer until there was no space left between them. "And as of right now, you’re no longer reporting to my division. Which means I am officially allowed to take you home without HR having a collective aneurysm."Matthew laughed, a light, clear sound that seemed to s

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The applause rippled through the private dining room of the Grand Regency, a soft wave of crystal clinking and low chatter blending with the polite warmth of Saint’s inner circle. For two years, this room had been a battlefield of subtle political maneuvers, tense quarterly reviews, and guarded expressions. Tonight, however, the heavy mahogany doors seemed to hold back the weight of the agency, leaving only the amber glow of chandeliers and the unyielding reality of Saint’s declaration.Matthew felt the heat of Saint’s hand steadying the small of his back, a solid anchor against the sudden rush of adrenaline. The kiss had been unhurried—not a performative spectacle for the board, but a quiet, firm statement of truth. When Saint finally drew back, his fingers lingered against Matthew’s hip before dropping away to rest casually on his stemware.Across the long table, Marcus Vance, the VP of Regional Logistics and usually the first to query any organizational shift, set his glass down wi

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The light pouring through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the New York office was soft and amber, catching the thin layer of dust settling over the bare mahogany desk. For two years, this desk had been Matthew’s command center. Every itinerary, every high-stakes brief, every quiet cup of coffee brought to Saint during late-night crises had originated right here.Now, half-filled cardboard boxes lined the floor. A stack of leather-bound notebooks, a sleek desk organizer, and a small framed photograph taken during their quiet weekend in upstate New York were all that remained of his presence on the executive floor. Tomorrow, a flight to Heathrow would officially launch his tenure as Director of International Affairs, anchoring his life in London.His phone vibrated against the dark leather blotter, the low buzz echoing in the quiet corner.Saint: My office. Right now.Matthew smiled, a slow, familiar warmth blooming in his chest. He straightened his cuffs, took a brief breath to steady th

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The damp London air carried the faint scent of rain and jet fuel as Saint stepped out of the international arrival gates at Heathrow. Six months of back-and-forth trans-Atlantic video calls, staggered schedules, and late-night messages across a five-hour time difference had boiled down to this single moment. He bypassed the baggage carousel, carrying only his leather weekender bag, his movement purposeful and unhurried despite the bustle of the crowded terminal.Across the concourse, standing near the towering glass doors that overlooked the terminal pickup line, was Matthew.He looked striking in a tailored, dark charcoal wool coat, a fine knit sweater beneath it, his posture composed and thoroughly command-worthy. Six months heading the International Affairs division had sharpened Matthew’s presence; he no longer bore even the lingering trace of a man acting from behind the scenes. He was entirely in his element.Yet, the second Matthew’s gaze shifted and locked onto Saint, that for

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