Lexi exchanged a quick glance with Maya, who raised a brow from her desk and mouthed, Julian again?
Lexi shook her head, unsure, and stood. “I’ll come down.”
She descended to the lobby with a cautious pace, heart inexplicably picking up speed. The receptionist pointed at a sleek, matte black box placed carefully on the counter, tied with a single red satin ribbon. No branding. No tag. Just Lexi Thorn scribbled in gold ink on a cream envelope, taped neatly on top.
“Who delivered it?” Lexi asked.
The receptionist shook her head. “Some guy in a helmet. Didn’t speak, just dropped it and left.”
Lexi felt a chill crawl up her spine. This didn’t feel like Julian’s style. He was never this… anonymous.
She picked up the box carefully and returned to her office, Maya already standing up the mo
