Cecilia's pov
I watched Sebastian's eyes drift back to his computer screen, then up to me again.
"Miss Moore," he said with a slight smile, "this is the first time you've waited for me after hours."
I settled onto the sofa in his office.
Who stays late at work voluntarily? Especially with their boss?
But technically, I was off the clock now.
In my head, I'd already switched him from "intimidating CEO" to "guy I'm emotionally entangled with."
"Alpha, less talking, more typing," I said.
Sebastian's lips curved upward.
"Yes . Looks like my productivity's under review."
I stared at him, speechless.
I gave up engaging and popped in my earbuds, diving into my phone.
Only later did it hit me how bold it was to openly scroll t****k in the CEO's office.
Sebastian went back to work.
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