Sebastian's eyes instantly frosted over, cold enough to freeze hell itself.
"I should get back to work, Alpha," I said formally, straightening up and clutching my tablet. I turned and walked out with purposeful strides, not giving him a chance to respond.
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Throughout the morning, I played the role of attentive assistant perfectly.
I darted in and out of his office--scheduling meetings, delivering documents, refreshing his coffee--buzzing around him exactly as Sawyer normally would.
When Sebastian asked questions, I answered with bright smiles.
When he remained silent, I simply completed my task and departed.
By noon, we were seated across from potential investors at an upscale steakhouse downtown. What was pitched as a two-hour lunch swiftly morphed into a four-hour marathon of ne
