(Darius's POV)
The city was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic below.
I sat in my office, staring at my computer screen, but the numbers and reports were all exhausting.
I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly as I ran a hand through my hair.
The day had been long—endless meetings, phone calls, and stacks of documents that needed my attention—but despite the exhaustion, one thought remained at the forefront of my mind.
Ayra.
No matter how much I tried to focus on work, I couldn't stop thinking about her.
She had occupied my thoughts all day and it was driving me crazy.
It was frustrating, this hold she had on me. No matter how much I tried to focus, my mind kept drifting back to her—
The way she smiled, the way her eyes lit up when she was happy, the way she nervously tucked her hair behind her ear when she was thinking.
But why was she holding back?
It was obvious she felt something for me.
