The night mist was decorated with a full moon and scattered stars. The wind rustled the leaves, touching the windows of Malek's office. The building was almost empty, except for the faithful secretary, leaving only after the boss.

The man's hands gently shifted some sheets of paper, and his gaze slid over the text. Malek did not even think of leaving in the next hour. He strangely wanted to spend the moments of silence and solitude fully on what he liked - his work. He would pay attention to something, but probably during the day, when there would be people.

At some point, almost intuitively, he turned his gaze to his phone. His heart beat faster when he subconsciously felt how someone was thinking about him... a smirk softened his features.

"Audrey..."