Aria had always prided herself on composure. No matter the situation, she maintained control, refusing to let her emotions cloud her judgment. But tonight, as she sat in Heathen’s office, that control felt precariously close to slipping. The tension in the room was palpable, charged with the weight of their earlier exchange and the shadow of Vanessa’s presence lingering in the air. Heathen’s piercing gaze, however, was what truly unraveled her. “You’re staring,” Aria said without looking up from her laptop, her tone clipped. “Am I?” Heathen replied, leaning casually against the edge of his desk. His sleeves were still rolled up, revealing strong forearms, and his tie hung loosely around his neck, giving him an air of effortless authority. “Yes.” She finally glanced up, meeting his eyes. “Don’t you have something better to do?” He smirked, the corner of his mouth quirking up in a way that made her stomach flip. “I’m working. Observing my partner is part of the job.” “Partner
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