Robin takes a deep breath and exits the conference room, eager for solace.
The presentation had gone exceptionally well, and she was pleased with the progress of the negotiations.
But now, she craved a brief respite from the fast-paced environment of the conference.
As she stood in the hallway, taking a sip of water, a prickly sensation prickled the back of her neck.
Turning her head, she locks eyes with obsidian ones. Malik.
Robin feels a shiver run down her spine
The man also appears to be taking a break.
He holds a bottle of water, his gaze fixed intently on her.
Robin feels a wave of discomfort washes over her.
Malik is still staring.
A sense of irritation washes over her, and she can't help but feel annoyed by his intense gaze.
"Why, Mr. Malik, a married man staring intently at an engaged woman. I do hope there's a reasonable explanation," Robin says, her tone playful but sharp.
