Lucian
The city skyline glowed outside my office window, a thousand diamond lights scattered across the landscape. I leaned back in my chair, rolling my neck to relieve the tight knot that had settled there since morning. The documents on my desk blurred before my eyes, lines of contracts and sales reports merging into an indistinguishable mess.
I sighed heavily and raked a hand through my hair.
Focus, Lucian.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, dragging a file closer, but no matter how many times I read the words, they wouldn’t stick. My mind kept drifting back—back to her. Back to Eloise.
I hadn’t planned to see her today. I was supposed to have a quiet dinner with a client at Lumière, to finalise the expansion pitch for next quarter’s Paris release. But when I walked in, I saw her.
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