First Come, First serve.

ovaTech. The engine hummed to a stop, and the door creaked open. Lyra stepped out gracefully beside him, her heel

d their grins, whispering among themselves as they watched her go. Everyone suspected the truth: Lyra and t

the usual chill of a man always in control. He nodded faintly in acknowledgment of the greetings from his

o sink into it for a brief moment of sil

mured under his breath, "Who dare

aining standing as he stared at

ned and Emil

every step. The colors were radiant, drawing attention effortlessly. Her usual cheerful expression

dn't blink. He didn't breathe. The chill in his face melted into something so

taining a respectful distance

sir," she said gently. "But it's about an urgent

. He reached for the pen on his desk and took a seat, silently admiring he

w," she said quickly, gathering the d

he called

skipping. Slowly, she turned aro

asked, her voi

," Gray said, his tone softer than usual

d on Emily's lips. "

ce with quiet grace, closin

rare, satisfied smile spreading a

," he muttered thoughtfully, tu

le of documents that had waited since yesterday

rned to the staff room

about... after work?" she wondered aloud,

"Hopefully it's not what every woman t

flurry of anticipation bubbl

.

That E

body as she shut down her workstation. She didn't expect Gray to personally pick her

r afforded her that freedom. It worked in Gray's favo

tween them. Soon, they arrived at a cozy, low-lit café tucked into a quiet corner

how drained she looked. For himsel

cally begging for rest. Gray said nothing, letting her eat in peace

iled. "Thank you so much, sir. You've

replied with a small, knowin

warmly. Their eyes met again,

a reason," Gray said, sh

tened. This w

ile," he began, his voice low but

h caught. Her

... felt this way?

Since the first

She couldn't speak,she didn't need to.

ble and took her hand. "My hear

we. Emily's eyes filled with emotion, her mind spinning in

asked-simpl

ill you be