Liv’s POV
I stepped into the elevator, clutching my folder tightly against my chest.
The polished steel walls reflected my nervous expression, and I bit my lower lip, willing myself to calm down.
Just as the doors were about to close, a familiar, deep voice echoed through the corridor.
"Hold the elevator!"
My heart skipped a beat as Kaelon strode in, his presence as commanding as ever. He was dressed in a tailored navy-blue suit that flaunted his broad shoulders and lean frame.
The faint scent of his cologne reached me, stirring something I desperately wanted to suppress.
He wasn’t alone. A strikingly elegant woman followed him. She was tall, with caramel skin that seemed to glow under the fluorescent lights.
Her sleek black hair was pulled into a high ponytail, accentuating he
