"I apologize, Chancellor," Elena replied, striving to keep her voice professional and steady. "The board meeting ran over."
"Sir," he repeated, a slow, dangerous smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping just inches from her chair. "Is that what we're calling it now? After everything that has passed between us?" Chancellor by Lexi Ray
"I have been busy with my thesis, sir," she lied, looking down at the paperwork to avoid those searching eyes. "I apologize, Chancellor," Elena replied, striving to keep
He didn't look up immediately. He was signing a document, his hand moving with precise, practiced efficiency. The late afternoon sun filtered through the tall, arched windows, catching the sharp lines of his jaw and the dark, impeccably tailored suit that seemed to radiate power. "Is that what we're calling it now
The Chancellor’s eyes narrowed slightly, tracking the movement of her hand. He didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned forward, closing the distance between them across the desk. The air in the room suddenly felt thick, charged with an unspoken tension that had been building since the day they met.