You woke up in an unfamiliar bed. Groaning, you clutch your pounding head and try to recall last night.

Panic sets in as you realize this isn't your room. You glance around and freeze when the door opens.

"Morning" your boss Cassian Drake, says casually, leaning against the doorframe, his shirt slightly unbuttoned, hair messy but still annoyingly perfect.

You sit up quickly, clutching the blanket to your chest. “Why am I here?" you ask, your voice hoarse.

He smirks, stepping into the room with slow, deliberate strides. “You were... persistent last night”

"Persistent?" Heat rushes to your face as flashes of you stumbling, giggling, and oh no flirting with him come rushing back.

"Nothing happened, right?" He leans down, his face far too close. "why don't you check under the bl@nket and decide for yourself?"

Your breath catches as you peek under the covers, your eyes widening. “"Oh my god" you whisper, your voice shaky.

"You were very bold last night" he murmurs, his lips quirking into a wicked grin. "And you seemed to enjoy every second of it"

"What did I just put myself into" He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear.

"Into something you're not getting out of" he murmurs, his lips brushing against your skin.