The Confirmation
335 Words
Adrian pov.
The day at Blackwood Enterprises dragged like molasses.
Meetings, numbers, contracts, reports. I went through the motions with my usual precision, but my mind was elsewhere. I caught myself staring at the clock more than once, irritated by the unfamiliar weight in my chest.
Finally, his phone buzzed with an internal call.
“Mr. Blackwood?” Walsh’s voice carried a nervous edge. “It’s Harold Walsh from HR. You asked me to notify you…”
My hand stilled on the pen I had been tapping against the desk. “Yes?”
“She applied. Elena Rivera. We’ve scheduled her interview for tomorrow morning at nine sharp.”
The silence stretched for a beat too long. I forced my voice into the same cool detachment I used in boardrooms.
“Good. Proceed as usual.”
“Yes, sir. Of course, sir. I just thought …”
“That will be all, Walsh.” I ended the call before the man could ramble further.
For a long moment, I sat in my office, staring out at the city skyline. My reflection glimmered faintly in the glass sharp lines, cold eyes, the mask I always wore.
Inside, however, my chest tightened. Tomorrow, she will walk through those glass doors. The girl with shadows in her past and fire in her gaze.
I shouldn't care. I shouldn't want this. She was just another assistant. That’s what i told myself.
But I knew better.
i remembered her trembling hands at the café, remembered the defiance in her voice despite the fear. I remembered the way she made me feel an unfamiliar spark in the hollow places I had buried long ago.
Tomorrow, I will see her again.
And this time, she would step into my world.
I leaned back in my chair, expression cold and unreadable as ever. To anyone who entered, I looked like a man thinking only of mergers and markets.
But beneath the mask, anticipation was hot and dangerous.
The game was about to begin.
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