Hazel's POV
It was nearly six o'clock when most of the staff had already left for the day. I was organizing the last of the paperwork for tomorrow's meeting when Liam's deep voice came through the intercom.
"Hazel, please come into my office."
I smoothed my pencil skirt and walked to his door, knocking lightly before entering.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Sterling?"
Liam stood by his desk, his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong forearms. His violet-blue eyes locked with mine as he beckoned me closer.
"Come in and close the door."
I did as instructed, my heart rate quickening when I heard the distinct click of the lock turning as he secured the door behind me.
"Is something wrong?" I asked, trying to maintain my professional composure.
Liam's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Not at all. I thought we could both use a break."
He gestured toward his desk where a plate sat with a large slice of decadent chocolate cake.