window, and she found herself standing, wide awake, her mind racing. She knew she couldn't sleep any longer, because today was the day of the meeting with A

the discomfort persisted. It wasn't just work that overwhelmed her; it was the constant feeling of being watched, evaluated. Adrián's gaze pierced her like a dagger, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Was she losing control of herself? It was strange to feel so alone, even surrounded by people. Deep down, she knew that Mateo, her ex-husband, would be the only one who could understand the emotional chaos that was engulfing her. But she didn't want to turn to him, didn't want to bu

charge the atmosphere with a palpable tension. Every step she took brought her closer to a destination she could no longer control. When the elevator doo

t so distant. The tension she felt in the air multiplied instantly. Adrian observed her with those eyes that seemed

u, Adrian. I'll bring the adjustments you asked for today," Emilia replied, trying to appear calm as she placed her portfolio on

She knew he wasn't just evaluating her as an architect, but his eyes seemed to be searching for something more. Unease grew inside her, bu

rectly into his eyes. The fear of not being up to par invaded her again. "I think everything is in line with wha

nd Emilia couldn't stop the nervousness from washing over her. What did he expect from her? She didn't want to answer, didn't

more when Adrián's steady

Emilia said, trying to change the focus of the conversation. But still, her words seemed to be insufficient. Something in the

t warm. He was calculating, and Emilia f

ometimes, the image of power an

a step toward her. The closeness of his body made Emilia feel corn

ole conversation was just an excuse to get closer, to make her feel more u

l-being." Emilia didn't know how, but the words came out of her mouth with a clarity

ing her words or if he was evaluating her, but in that instant, she realized something: she was completely alone in this game. She c

do you have plans for the evening?" The question was so sudden it left he

ilia replied, trying to hide h

" she finally said, with a firmness she didn't feel. She didn't want Adrian to think he could control her, but at the same time, the idea of ​​having dinner with him both appealed and terrified her. "Perfect. I'll let you know the time," Adrian replied, turning back to the plans once more, m