Lucian’s POV
I saw her before she noticed me. She was walking down the hallway like nothing could bother her, holding a file like yesterday never happened. Like I hadn’t glanced at her twice already. I felt tense.
“Celeste.”
She stopped and turned around.
“Sir.”
Her tone was calm, and her face showed she didn’t want to say much.
“You’re coming with me.”
Her eyebrows went up. “Sir, I have work…”
“The work can wait.”
My voice stayed steady. This wasn’t something for discussion.
She hesitated.
“This wouldn’t be appropriate,” she said.
I stepped closer, “I didn’t ask what’s appropriate, I said you’re coming.”
She just stared at me for a moment, as if debating whether to refuse.
Then she sighed.
“…Alright.”
We walked out of the building quietly. People saw
