The Obsession you Deny 1

Jason Cross stepped into Samantha Ellis's office, his sharp suit tailored to perfection and his signature smirk firmly in place. 

The room was cold… not from the air conditioning but from Samantha's frosty demeanour. She didn't bother looking up as Jason entered, her piercing blue eyes fixed on a set of documents strewn across her sleek mahogany desk.

For a moment, there was only silence. Jason stood there, hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable. Samantha finally broke the stalemate, sighing heavily as she waved him to take a seat. Her posture remained rigid, her shoulders tense under her fitted blazer.

Damn… She must be pissed. What did she find out, Jason wondered. But he would not expose anything he was thinking. He sat there, crossing one leg over the other as he asked her a simple question. 

"You wanted to see me?" Jason's voice was smooth, the faintest hint of curiosity in his tone.