Chapter One

Lily’s POV

The elevator doors opened onto silence and the low, expensive scent of leather and polished wood.

I stepped out before I could lose my nerve. The executive floor was almost dark, only a few recessed lights still burning along the corridor that led to the corner office. My heels clicked too loudly against the marble. Every step felt like a decision I couldn’t take back. In my hand the folder of documents had already grown damp from my palm. Inside it was every desperate argument I had rehearsed for two days: the numbers my father had misread, the client who had changed the terms at the...