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CHAPTER 485
~Zara's POV~
"Cancel my three o'clock," Zara said without looking up, fingers flying over the keyboard. Her voice was clipped but calm.
"Again?" Taylor asked from the doorway.
She finally looked up. "Yes. And push the Baxter review to tomorrow. I want no interruptions for the rest of the day."
The door had barely shut when another knock followed—softer this time.
Zara's jaw tightened. "What now?" I groaned. "Unless someone died or the building's on fire, turn around."
I didn't even look up from my screen. My tone was clean, clipped, and dangerously close to losing its edge. Today wasn't the day.
But of course, Taylor didn't turn around.
"Hello to you too," came that unmistakable voice—smooth, teasing, and laced with just enough arrogance to make me want to throw something.
Davion.
