"Did you know he was married?" Gragory Savoy entered the office as he gently closed the door behind him, locking it with a soft click.
Autumn stiffened and looked up, at the man who was walking towards her desk as if he owned the place. She narrowed her eyes and instinctively started to search for another escape route, as her fingers tightened on the folder she was holding it. She would smack him with it if she needed to protect herself.
"How did you get in here?" she demanded, her voice tinged with a mix of caution and irritation. "And why the hell did you lock the door?"
Gragory raised an eyebrow, his demeanor unapologetic. "I like to ensure privacy when discussing sensitive matters," he replied smoothly, moving closer to her desk. "You understand, I'm sure. The last time I failed to lock the door when we were together, it did not quite go well for me, as you must remember..."