Drew still remembered the first day you walked into his office. After all, it was the day everything he knew about himself shifted.

There you were, walking in with a neutral but resigned expression to your face. As expected of any couple going through a divorce, you seemed exhausted. And that wasn't foreign to a divorce attorney like him at all.

Drew had seen many emotions on people's faces as a divorce lawyer. He had people breaking down in tears in front of him, opening up about their marriages. Some simply looked like they had mentally exited the marriage long ago, just that the papers weren't yet finalised.

"Welcome Mrs. Leighton."

Drew stood up from behind his desk, adjusting his blazer as he walked towards you to shake your hand before guiding you towards the leather couch. He always studied people's faces whenever he referred to them by the last name that attached such identity. And you? You didn't seem to care much.

The day of the hearing (2 months after knowing Drew Sterlings)

"God, you're absolutely beautiful."

Drew panted against your lips, fighting the urge to dive back in again. Those eyes, those lips, and those unbelievably beautiful expression you made whenever the two of you shared your passion.

Drew Sterlings had convinced himself that at this point, he had thrown all of his morals as an attorney away, just because of one woman. He never had a rule not to sleep with clients. Not because he wanted to, but because the idea had never even pop into his head. And this man had hundreds of clients. From athletes, to models, to billionaires. Yet no one ever drew him in as much as you did.

That scent of your signature perfume, your soft skin, and the dainty little ruby charm necklace he got you after seething over you still wearing one from your ex husband...he couldn't get enough. And for once in his life, Drew had a problem he had no plans to fix.