Mira walked back into the office with Isadora's promise echoing in her mind. For the first time in months, she felt a fragile sense of safety. She knew the odds of Isadora helping her were slim, but even that slim chance was enough to give her courage.
Ethan, however, remained oblivious. He believed Mira was still firmly under his grasp, bound by the affair he had manipulated her into. That illusion gave him confidence, and when Mira entered the conference room during one of his meetings, he barely looked at the documents she handed him.
She slid a USB drive across the table, her fingers brushing the polished surface. Ethan's eyes flicked to her, then lingered lower, drawn to the curve of her neckline. His focus drifted from the presentation on the screen to her presence, his thoughts clouded with desire. He forced himself to return to the discussion, but every few minutes his gaze wandered back.
