Aria pov

I stood hesitantly at my door, my fingers nervously rubbing the cool metal knob as I contemplated how to muster the courage to turn it. Today marked my first official day as his secretary, a role I had both anticipated and dreaded. Drawing a deep breath, I gently swept my hair back behind my shoulders, trying to project a sense of calm.

Clad in a sleek black gown that hugged my silhouette, a daring slit ran up the back, leaving me feeling both elegant and anxious. The long sleeves offered a touch of modesty, yet the overall ensemble was undeniably bold. I couldn't shake the nagging doubts swirling...