Sharon felt a thrill of satisfaction as she closed Bruce Hill’s office door behind her. Her heels clicked against the polished floor as she walked back to her desk, her mind racing with thoughts. The dinner invitation had been a success. Bruce had agreed.
He’s falling right into my hands, she thought, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
But she couldn’t be complacent. Bruce Hill was no fool, and while he seemed captivated by her, she needed to ensure she played her cards just right. This wasn’t just about charm,it was about strategy, precision, and keeping her emotions in check.
She glanced at her phone, almost expecting a message from Russell. A week ago, she might have jumped at the sight of his name on her screen, but now, her feelings had shifted. Russell was no longer her escape; he
