MAYAThe private elevator opens onto the penthouse's heavy silence.My heart races as I lift my gaze from the kitchen island. Ethan steps in, his dark suit still crisp from the board meeting, raindrops glistening on his shoulders. He looks weary, exhaustion shadowing his eyes, yet the captain’s armband rests inside the leather case Marcus insisted he carry.A wave of relief washes over me before I can clamp down on it.He catches my reaction.“I still have it,” he says, his tone light but laced with something deeper.“The armband?”A faint smile flickers at his lips, easing the worry etched into his features. “That too.”As he sheds his coat, draping it over a chair, the controlled movements betray the strain of the meeting.I slide a glass of water toward him, my fingers brushing against the cold surface.“What did they decide?” I ask, bracing myself.“Two weeks’ wages and a formal warning.”My fingers tighten around the edge of the counter, sandpaper against my skin. “That’s outrage
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