~Arabella~
I sat still for a long moment, my thoughts tangled in the events of the evening. The dinner had been… unusual.
My boss, the man who had been so cold, so unyielding when he first brought me here, had shown a surprising side of himself...soft, attentive, almost… kind. And it unnerved me more than I cared to admit. Perhaps this was one of his tricks of getting to me.
I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts aside. Stop overthinking, Arabella. Just focus on the task at hand.
I stood and made my way toward the entrance, my heels clicking against the polished floor.
The air felt heavier than usual, a combination of the late afternoon sun filtering through the restaurant windows and the lingering tension from the encounter.
It was already around 3:00 p.m., and I realized ju
