LILA'S POV
The door clicks shut behind us, and suddenly the air in Wade's office feels too thick to breathe.
My heart hammers so hard I'm pretty sure he can hear it, and I clutch these stupid papers like they're a lifeline.
He's standing there between me and the door, all six-foot-three of dominant Alpha male in that perfectly tailored suit, and f**k… why does he have to look so good?
My body remembers yesterday. Remembers the elevator. Remembers how he made me forget my own name.
And then Sabrina appeared, and I remembered exactly who I was, the i***t who had s*x with an engaged Alpha.
"Put those down," Wade says, his voice low and commanding as he stalks toward me.
"I need to file them," I argue, backing up until my ass hits his desk. "They're important documents that require…"
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