I pushed the secret door open, and the cold, sterile air of the office was instantly replaced by something thick and warm, carrying the faint scent of expensive scents.
I stepped inside, my boots thudding softly against the plush carpet. The room was massive—a master bedroom that could put most five-star hotels to shame. A king-sized bed sat in the center like an altar, flanked by a reading table and a walk-in closet.
"You've been busy, Aurora," I said, glancing back over my shoulder.
The heavy door clicked shut behind me, the bolt sliding home with a dull echo that lingered in the silence. Before I could fully turn around, the heat of her body pressed against my back. Her arms wrapped around my waist, the grip was tight, feeling almost desperate.
I chuckled and leaned back into her. "What's this? A secret room for the CEO? Why'd you even build something like this?"
