Anya’s POV
We arrived at the office together, and I could feel a hundred eyes on us the moment we stepped out of the car. People stared—some with curiosity, some with open admiration. I tried not to let it get to me, even though my cheeks burned and my hands itched to fidget. I focused on putting one foot in front of the other, keeping my gaze forward.
As we walked toward the building, a young man in a crisp suit came up to us. He smiled politely at Orion and said, “Good morning, sir.” Orion nodded at him, and the man fell into step beside us.
“This is Jamie Gordon, my secretary,” Orion said, his voice calm but sharp. He didn’t glance at me when he introduced him, just kept walking.
I held out my hand, a little nervous, and Jamie shook it firmly. His grip was confident, but gentle, and
