I need you

Drake’s POV

I was deep in conversation with one of my senior staff members, going over the quarterly reports. The numbers were looking solid, but I knew there was always room for improvement. Sharp-focused, my mind was fully immersed in the intricacies of the business, until a gentle knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.

I looked up, my brow furrowing slightly. "Come in."

The door opened, and with surprise, Valerie stepped into the room, a small hesitant smile on her face. She was clutching a neatly wrapped container in her hands, something in her expression made me stop. I hadn't expected to see her here, like this.

"Valerie," I said my voice low, filled with a tinge of surprise. "What brings you by?

My assistant stood up at once, instinctively feeling this was a private call, and nodded briefly in a friendly manner. "I'm out of here, Mr. Drake."

I nodded back, but my eyes did not leave Valerie's face. I waited until the door was closed behind my assistant before speaking ag