Tristan Michelson
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I paid him no mind and headed straight for the elevator, but the persistent bastard followed me inside.
He stayed quiet on the short ride a floor down and I wasn’t surprised when he stepped out after me, following me inside my office.
As soon as the door was closed behind us, I turned around to stare at him, not expecting it when a sudden punch landed on my face.
I hissed, stumbling back. Pain exploded across my jaw and the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. For a split second, my vision was blurry. Then rage took over.
Sebastian stood there, his chest heaving with anger and his fists still clenched. “You f*****g bastard!” he snarled. “You ruined everything!”
I straightened slowly, wiping blood from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand. My eyes
