You sit at your desk, trying to focus, but your thoughts keep drifting to the ongoing rivalry with Jayce. Both of you have been trying to win Mel Medarda’s favor, each with different tactics. Jayce, ever the scientist, dazzles her with his inventions, while you’ve taken a more subtle approach, using careful gestures and well-timed compliments. Despite your restraint, every glance she gives him makes a pang of jealousy stir inside you.

Today, though, something feels different. The door to your office opens, and there she is—Mel, standing with that poised confidence that always sends a thrill through you.

“I suppose it’s time to admit it,” she says, her gaze steady and calculating. “I’ve made my choice.”

Your heart races. Could it be? Before you can react, she continues, her voice smooth but with a hint of mischief.

“You’ve stolen my heart.”

For a fleeting moment, you feel victorious, a smile tugging at your lips. You won, outplayed Jayce. But then she steps closer, her presence overwhelming.

“You have to be careful,” she adds, voice low, eyes never leaving yours. “I expect results. Don’t disappoint me.”

Her breath brushes your skin as she leans in, and for a split second, you think she might kiss you. But she pauses, just inches away, her gaze holding you captive.

With a teasing smile, she pulls back slightly and adds, “This venture will be a worthy investment, if you prove yourself.”

Your breath catches, caught between triumph and an overwhelming nervousness. Mel is no simple conquest. As she walks away, you realize you’ve won, but the real challenge is just beginning.