Allison's POV
I raised my eyes from my phone, feeling Lucian's gaze on me like a physical touch. The interview room suddenly felt too small, too warm.
My heart hammered against my ribs. What game was he playing now? I'd always prided myself on my self-control. I'd once convinced myself that even if Lucian stood before me completely bare—all broad shoulders, narrow waist, and chiseled abs—I could remain unaffected.
But this... this deliberate ambiguity, this atmosphere where it felt like only we existed, quiet enough to hear each other's heartbeats... this was dangerous territory.
"Could you please stop?" I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Stop what?" he challenged, reaching over to tap my nose lightly.
Something wild and uncontrollable flared inside me
