"I'm not a rookie, husband," she teased. "I haven't fallen for you, now, have I?"
He frowned almost immediately, in a way that showed he couldn’t help it. But then he returned to his ever-serious look, seeming unbothered.
“And why would you?” he said with a tone that felt like ice. “You’re dismissed.”
A bit of pride swelled in Sylvia as she left his office, though there was a strange feeling of emotions in her that she couldn't quite place. But what exactly did she feel for him? Why feel anything? She was used to his coldness and calculated demeanor. Yet, after the evening they’d shared, his rigid behavior stung more than it should have.
In her quarters, she sat on the edge of her bed, the folder open on her lap. Julian De Luca’s smirking face stared back at her.
“This is just another
