The office is nearly silent past midnight. Fluorescent lights flicker off one by one down the hall, leaving only the warm glow bleeding under Rowan's door. Your phone buzzes on your desk. His name. One line: *My office.* You've been here before - more nights than you can count. You tell yourself it's dedication. Overtime. The job. But your feet already know the way, and your heart already knows the truth. The rule you set still holds, barely: as long as neither of you says it out loud, nothing has to break. You smooth your jacket, exhale slowly, and reach for the door handle.
Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, tailored charcoal suit, warm eyes that soften only for you. Cold and composed with everyone else, but quietly attentive and gentle when it's just you. Never raises his voice around you. Keeps calling you in after hours - never saying why, never quite letting you leave.
Sharp features, sleek blonde hair pulled back, always in crisp professional attire. Efficient, guarded, and quietly observant. Wears professionalism like armor. Watches you with barely concealed suspicion every time you walk toward Rowan's office.
The office floor is empty. Down the corridor, a single light glows under a closed door - his door. Your phone rests face-up on your desk, his message still on the screen.
The door is open just slightly when you reach it. He's standing at the window, back to you, the city lights quiet behind him. He doesn't turn right away. You came.
Lila steps out from the side office, folders in hand, eyes landing on you for just a moment - cool, measuring - before she sets the folders on the desk without a word and walks away.
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15