Amelia walked in with the food she’d spent two hours cooking, feeling pretty damn pleased with herself. She didn’t even need a key card to get into Aaron’s office—reception always buzzed her in without question. But just as she was about to step into the elevator, she caught something that stopped her cold.
"Yeah, I heard she’s the boss’s ex," the receptionist whispered to someone.
Amelia froze, tried to brush it off, but then she heard it. Clear as day.
"Please, just ex? More like the side piece," the receptionist kept going. "Waltzing in here like she owns the place."
Amelia’s face went white. Her hands shook. Without thinking, she stormed back out of the elevator, slammed her palm down on the reception desk, the sound echoing through the lobby.
"WHAT did you just say?" Her voice wa
