Chapter 17 — Breaking the Rules
Sadie’s POV
The morning after the gala arrived with a quiet tension that refused to leave me. The city outside my window was bright, vibrant, oblivious to the storm simmering inside me. And yet, despite the mundane rhythm of the world, I couldn’t shake the heat of last night — the proximity, the tension, the silent acknowledgment of desire with Liam.
I sat at my desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard, trying to focus on the reports, the schedules, the tasks that demanded my attention. But my mind was elsewhere, replaying every glance, every brush of hands, every fleeting moment when the boundaries between professionalism and something far more dangerous had blurred.
I hated that I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Hated that I relived the subtle touche
