Amethyst’s POV
“Miss Amethyst?” my secretary peeked inside my office, her expression a mixture of curiosity and professionalism.
“Yes?” I responded, glancing up from my work to meet her gaze.
“Mr. Shaw is here to see you,” she announced, her voice steady.
Then, just on cue, Devon popped out from behind my secretary, grinning widely at me.
He waved enthusiastically, a smile lighting up his face.
I nodded at my secretary, and she stepped aside to allow Devon to enter my office.
“It isn’t even lunchtime yet,” I remarked, rising from my seat and walking over to him.
“I already missed you,” he shrugged nonchalantly.
As soon as he was close enough, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pecked me gently on the cheek.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at his affectionate gesture.
“You dropp
