Leah’s POVThe rhythmic click of my heels echoes through the hallway as I make my way back to my office, my thoughts still tangled in the tension of the meeting. I should be focusing on the campaign, on strategy and execution, but my mind keeps drifting back to Dwight—his sharp gaze, the way his fingers curled ever so slightly when our hands almost touched, the weight of my name on his lips.I shake off the thoughts as I push open the glass door to my workspace. The familiar scent of vanilla and fresh paper greets me, a stark contrast to the cold, corporate air of the conference room. My assistant, Naomi, is already at her desk, fingers flying over her keyboard, but the moment she sees me, she pauses, eyes sparkling with curiosity."Welcome back, Leah." Propping her chin on her hand, she asks, "How did it go?"I set my folder down, exhaling as I lower myself into my chair. "Productive," I say, keeping my tone neutral. "I pretty much will be heading the advertising department for the d
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