My Ex-fiancée is my assistant

g loomed above her, sleek and modern, a symbol of the corporate empire she was about to enter. Its reflective surface mirrored the cr

le but professional, heels clicking firmly against the polished marble floor as she stepped inside. On the outside, she appeared composed, confide

stride. Olivia Thompson, Ethan's current executive assistant, had the kind of confidence that bordered on int

itfield," Olivia said, he

eplied, her voice steady desp

our office and run you thro

odern furniture. The building exuded wealth, power, and control, a stark contrast to the modesty o

office tucked away in a quiet corner of the floor. "You'll be overseeing Ethan's schedule, making sure his meetings run smoothl

emeanor. She held her gaze for a beat longer than necessary, as if measuring Cassandr

er hands to stop shaking. The office was everything she could have dreamed of: modern, with a view of the city's skyline, a spacious desk, a

ttered her heart, leaving her to pick up the pieces alone. She hadn't seen him in years, and the tho

just a job. Nothing more. She had a career to rebuild, a

n she s

lean frame. The moment he crossed the threshold, time seemed to slow. His presence, even from a distance, was commanding. His gaze sw

reath caught

ntly. The years hadn't dulled the impact he had on her. Even now, as a stranger in her own life,

elf fall back into the past. She clenched

job. She had m

od in the doorway, his dark eyes locking onto hers. The moment their gazes met, the air between them seemed to crackle with unres

ercurrent in his tone that she couldn't ignore. It was as if he were reach

her voice steady but b

r hanging heavily in the air. For a heartbeat, it felt like no time had passed at all-like

ed it with a professional smile. "Welcome to Millbrook Ind

polite, distant, but something in his eyes told a different story. The

fly, and a wave of memories hit her like a freight train: his laugh, his touch, th

tting through the fragile moment like a blade. "Ethan," she said, her voi

e turned back to Cassandra, his smile returning, but it didn't re

ung in the air. With a final glance, he turned and walked out of the r

him, she let out a breath she ha

a beat. "Don't get too comfortable. It's a high-

She had survived the first encounter. But

is presence every day-would test her in