Unspoken ties

n take

tepad Kate gave her To step in for an interview with promi

you have all the questions and you kno

Lillian smirked as she answered kat

ff the elevator onto the top floor of Empire, clutching her notepad tightly. Her heart

. Behind the large, minimalist desk sat an elegant blonde woman, impeccably dressed in a fitt

s Ka

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can go in now," the woman said, gestu

e doors were heavier than she expected, and as they swung open

of Seattle's skyline. The office was vast, yet uncluttered,minimalist, with sleek furnitur

an standing

ian Bl

e locked onto hers, making her breath hitch. His tailored suit fit him to perfection, emphasizing his powerful frame.

was deep, smooth, and

.. I'm Lillian Steele. Kate Miss Kavana

xpression-interest, perhaps?

ard her with slow, deliberate

fingers touched his, an electric jolt shot up her arm. She gasped softly. Hi

stured to the sleek white le

ling with her notepad. Th

. He leaned back, steepling his fingers as he watched her. His gaze was pi

g herself to focus. Just get throu

pad. "Let's begin. You're very young to have amasse

g. "Business is about people, Miss Steele. The right people. I

to stay professional. "Are yo

n all things, Miss Steele." His voice dipped lowe

t question. "Your company invests heavily in manufac

an," he answ

bent to his will, and in a way, it probably did. Lillian f

ood was unlike anyone she had ever met. He was powerful yet reserved, polite yet slightly te

ion. "You're also famous for your p

his expression shifted. The tea

he said simply, his j

better than t

closing her notepad. "Thank yo

es never leaving hers. "The pl

ffice, she knew one thing for certa

ust stepped i

a cup of coffee. "before you say anything you are a goddess, you are perfect." She said to Lillian. I just g

really polite, and he was courteous, very form

nd. It's not what you are thinking, I mean he wa

"intense? Wha

ough her head. I don't know, I mean

that. "Ohh you

elp the small smile tugging at her

ng the way she seems flustered, almost

ushing," K

s, but she quickly looks aw

s. "You l

im! And he's... impossible to read. He looks at you like

rigued. "Sounds like he

ill unsure of what exactly happene