HERMIONE
I arrive at work the following morning to find an unwanted visitor in my office. I pause at the door, my hand still grasping the doorknob.
I sensed something was off when I inserted my key into the lock and found the door already unlocked.
"Hi," Aiden says, waving at me with a charming smile.
I step into the office, close the door behind me, and approach him with measured strides. "What do you want?" I ask curtly.
"You left your gift behind," he says, nodding toward the bag on the couch.
I glance at it briefly before refocusing on him. "How did you get into my office? Who let you in?"
"I pulled a few strings. Our public relationship has its perks. And, of course, I'm a charmer," he says with a grin.
"Enough babbling. Answer my question," I say, my tone laced with irrit
