SARA
I've been harboring a secret.
I’ve had a huge crush on Alaric Thorne since the very first day I started working at Thorne Enterprises.
He was the kind of man who didn't just walk into a room. He walked like he owned it with that terrifying cold authority of his. For years, I had watched him closely, memorizing the way his jaw tightened when he was frustrated and how his tailored shirts struggled to contain those perfectly squared shoulders of his.
The top floor was thick and heavy with silence. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and the rest of the staffs had all gone home to celebrate with their family, but as his secretary I'd stayed back because Alaric was working on a very important project.
I sat in my swivel chair, staring through the dark glass partition that separated Alaric's
