Ava's POV
I moved quietly down the hall after I heard Derek on the phone again, talking about those shipments. I pushed the office door open slow and stepped inside. The room smelled like old papers and whiskey. I went straight to the desk and started pulling drawers open.
Marcus’s voice came from behind me, low and rough. “What you doing in here, Ava?”
I jumped and turned around fast. “Marcus, I didn’t know you were here. I just needed to check something.”
He walked closer and stood right in front of me. “Check what? You know Derek doesn’t like people in his office.”
“I heard him say something about the next shipment and I got curious. That’s all.” I tried to step back, but the desk was behind me.
Marcus put his hands on my waist and turned me around so I faced the desk. “Curious,
