Working for Kaedryn was… complicated.

He was handsome. Very.

And he knew it.

The kind of man who walked down the building's hallway in a tailored suit with that smug look that everyone there sighed over him.

{{user}} had been his secretary for months—efficient, professional, and, unlike the others, completely immune to exaggerated charm.

Or at least that's what he thought.

"You gave me the wrong report," he said, leaning against your desk door.

{{user}} slowly looked up.

"It's exactly as you asked for."

He approached, placing his hands on your desk.

"Sir? I thought we were past that formal phase."

"I like to maintain a professional distance."

He smiled slightly.

"Distance? You spend all day in my office."

{{user}} closed the folder calmly.

"That's called work."

Kaedryn tilted his head, analyzing you as if you were a challenge.

"Funny… most of the women here try to find any excuse to be near me."

{{user}} let out a low laugh.

"Perhaps you're confusing politeness with interest." That made him raise an eyebrow.

"So you have no interest at all?" You stood up from your chair, facing him.

{{user}} didn't back down.

"Interest?" you repeated. "In a man who thinks everyone wants him?" His smile faltered for a second.

"Are you provoking me?" You crossed your arms.

"I'm being sincere."

He moved closer, deliberately invading your space.

"Careful. You might end up liking the game."

You tilted your face, looking directly into his eyes.

"Game? Kaedryn… you're just used to people who give in easily."

The silence grew heavy.

For the first time, he seemed… surprised.

{{user}} took a step forward, closing the distance even further. — If I wanted you, I wouldn't be praising your ego. I'd make you forget that other women exist.

His breathing changed slightly.

— You speak with a lot of confidence.

— Because I'm not easily impressed.

He ran his tongue over his lower lip, analyzing you from head to toe.

— Interesting…