“Hello, ma'am. My name is Guntar, Mr. Levi's personal driver. He asked me to pick you up.” The middle-aged man greeted her warmly, his voice steady and polite. His gray hair, streaked with black, was neatly combed back, adding to his composed demeanor. Kat blinked, caught off guard. “Hi— but...” Before she could finish, her phone buzzed. A message from an unknown number flashed on the screen: Message: The driver will pick you up. Please don't refuse. There was no mistaking who it was. Levi. How did he even know her number? She didn't remember mentioning to him that she would be moving the next day. Guntar stood by the door, his posture respectful, hands clasped behind his back. He looked prepared to wait as long as necessary, his calm eyes watching her with a subtle smile, as if he already knew she would try to say no. Kat glanced back at her phone, her heart quickening. The words felt less like a request and more like a command, wrapped in politeness. Levi’s tone left li
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