Love wasn't part of the plan

ound in the quiet room. She stopped abruptly, hands on her hips, eyes flicking to the blank wa

olors, textures, and the delicate dance of light across a room? Or had life's t

her childhood bedroom, imagining how a splash of blue might transform a dull corner. At the same tim

a way of choo

redictable life. So she wrote, learned to ghost for others, to shape stories

tween the past she missed and th

assignment with Grey Enterprises was her chance. If she could pull off the interior de

or caught, Arya smoothed her skirt and grabb

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gleamed under the bright lights, and sleek modern furniture filled the space with an almost clinical

nreadable. Her thoughts flickered to Kian-tall, intense, handsome. The man she'd slept wi

a Sn

ing. His expression was unreadable, eyes scanning over her as if s

e here

she said, forc

turned toward the e

hind him. He didn't recognize her. N

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But Arya noticed little details: a framed photo of a younger Kian with his father on the corner

thouse needs a redesign, and you'll oversee it. You'll

ya echoed, maski

k a deep breath. Two months in this building meant two months close to the man who had no idea she wa

e said, keeping

ent longer than necessary.

ses," Arya

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ace,the office was pristine, intimid

lf exhale and

wo-month leave?" h

igger than anything I've worked on before. I think

was a

about this, Ar

e said carefully. "Just a designer. If

careful. One wrong move and you coul

id. "That's why I

eaned back, stari

to Kian. Closer than s

was no tur

gner and secret writer. How to sneak into files without raising alarms. How to keep her h

e keys of her laptop. This

hreads would lead, but Arya Snow was ready t

*

o Chapter 4 with Kian's demand

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Arya,Kian rushed do

ound his father resting

but no answers," t

en you're coming home. T

but Kian stood firm. "Take him