Asher stood before me, his intense gaze locked onto my piercing blue eyes, the silence stretching into what felt like an eternity. Finally, he collected himself and retreated to his grand desk, the polished wood gleaming under the overhead lights.
“Have a seat,” he instructed, his tone a mix of authority and casualness. I settled back into my chair, a sense of nervous anticipation bubbling within me. Seizing the moment, I allowed my eyes to wander around the room. The walls were adorned with rich wood paneling, exuding elegance and a touch of extravagance. Built-in shelves lined the perimeter, filled with an assortment of books and carefully curated decor. To the side, a plush sitting area beckoned, featuring a soft couch, a pair of inviting chairs, and a coffee table that promised intim
