DANIEL POV
The gossip article glows on my computer screen. 9 PM and I'm still staring at the same photo. Amelia and Nathan. Coffee shop. Hands touching across the table.
"Love Triangle?" the headline mocks me.
I've been waiting for three hours. Three hours for Nathan to show his face and explain why my best friend sent roses to my woman.
Footsteps in the hall. One knock. The door opens before I can respond.
Nathan walks in. Closes the door behind him.
I don't look up. "Sit."
"I'd rather stand."
"I don't care what you'd rather do." My voice is flat. Cold. "Sit down."
He sits. The leather chair creaks under his weight.
I finally looked at him. My best friend of ten years. My CFO. The man who has been helping me build this company.
"Explain." I turn the monitor toward him. Show him
