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Chapter 51

Vivian's POV

The elevator doors slid open and a man walked in.

His chiseled features and strong jawline left me breathless. His dark hair was perfectly messy like he had just gotten out of bed and ran his fingers through it. He was dressed in a tailored suit, his broad shoulders filling out the fabric perfectly. His fragrance seemed familiar, a subtle blend of spice and leather that made my heart skip a beat.

Nate's style was quite similar to his. For some reason, his cold smile reminded me of Nate. Wait, why was I thinking about that man? I caught myself allowing thoughts of him to intrude my head.

I was staring too much at him. ‘Stop looking!’ my mind screamed at me but I was too stunned to move. He seemed to sense my gaze on him and turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine. I could feel my cheeks flushing at the sight of him as my mind raced thinking of where I had seen him before.

“Good morning”, he greeted. His low and husky voice sent shivers down my spine.

My mind