AUTHOR’S POV
“Alex?” Chloe’s voice came out softly, almost like a breath she didn’t mean to release from her nostrils.
The man in the dark tailored suit stood up from behind the wide mahogany desk. His noticeable sharp jawline, short grey hair, and steady gaze were unmistakable. Time had matured him, but the confidence and hint of arrogance was still there, written in the way he stood and stared at her.
“Welcome, Chloe,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets while trying to play it cool, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Of all people, I never thought I’d see your name in my applicant list. You should have seen the shock when I realised it was you.”
Chloe stepped further into the room, her heels clicking gently on the polished floor. The walls of glass surrounding the office
