Daniel settled in well with his colleagues, almost too well. His usual charm had already started working on them like a spell. There was something effortless about the way he blended in—like he had always been part of the team. Conversations flowed easily around him, laughter often followed his remarks, and his calm, confident aura was impossible to ignore.
Of a truth, Daniel was good—very good—at what he did. And it certainly didn’t hurt that he looked the part too. Just like his cousin Mitchell, he was handsome in an effortless way that made people stop and look twice. The gene clearly ran strong in their family.
Daniel was a bit tall and broad-shouldered, the kind of build that made his clothes sit perfectly no matter how simple they were. His curly maroon hair framed his face in a to
