Back in her office, Evelyn found a small card tucked between the stems.
"Beautiful flowers for a beautiful person. May your smile bloom like these petals. — A.R."
Alexander Rois. She hadn't expected the man to be so... traditional. It was a bold move.
That night, she met with her brother, George. As expected, he was fiercely loyal. "If you want me to do it, Sis, I'll do it. I don't care if it's for the Thorn Empire or Erica Jones. I'm in."
The next morning, the ritual repeated. Another delivery, another massive bouquet. By now, the entire company was whispering that the CEO had a mysterious, powerful suitor.
Evelyn was collecting the flowers in the lobby when she saw Michael again. She ignored him, stepping into an empty elevator. Just as the doors were closing, he stepped inside.
The space felt incredibly small. Michael's presence was a suffocating force, pushing her into the corner of the elevator car. Evelyn stared at the floor, praying for the doors to open.
