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Chapter Forty Five

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Ophelia’s POV

The day started like any other, yet there was an undercurrent of tension I couldn’t ignore. I had already spent two hours running through Aaron’s latest demands—revisions to contracts, proposals for upcoming projects, and scheduling meetings with high-profile clients.

The usual. I was used to the grind by now, though I could feel a small knot of unease tightening in my stomach. I couldn’t quite place what was bothering me, but something was off.

As I sat at my desk, my fingers absently tapping against the surface, I stole a glance at the clock. It was nearly time for Aaron’s next briefing. I didn’t know why, but the thought of it made my heart race a little faster than usual. Maybe it was the pressure of always being under his scrutiny, or maybe it was because the more time I spent with him, the harder it became to ignore the pull I felt whenever he was near.

The door to Aaron’s office swung open suddenly, and I looked up to see him standing in the doorway, his sharp
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