Kelly's POV
The conference room door swung open, revealing a long, polished table and a group of expectant faces. I followed Michael Donovan into the room, as I clutched my new notepad in my hand. He moved with an effortless authority, his presence immediately commanding the space.
I felt a familiar thrum of nerves, but it was mixed with something else, a strange, unsettling pull towards him.
“Good morning, everyone,” Michael said, his voice a low, steady rumble that filled the room. He didn’t raise his voice, yet every eye was on him. “Thank you all for coming. Before we begin, I’d like to introduce you to my new personal secretary, Miss Robert.”
I immediately stiffened. Miss Robert, not Kelly, not even a hint of familiarity. For a moment I had forgotten that he was a wall of cold p
