Kimi stood near the reception area, engaged in conversation with one of her employees. A well-dressed woman beside her clutched an expensive bolt of silk fabric, waiting patiently for direction.
From across the spacious lobby, Kolton's gaze remained fixed on Kimi. He studied her every movement with the intensity of a predator watching prey.
Her dark hair was swept up in an elegant chignon, though several rebellious strands had escaped to frame her delicate features. She absently tucked one wayward piece behind her ear, the simple gesture somehow mesmerizing in its familiarity.
She wore a forest green dress that hugged her curves before stopping just above her knees, paired with a cream blazer that spoke of quiet sophistication. Though she smiled while speaking to her employee, the expression never quite reached her eyes. She carried herself with the polished demeanor of someone who had learned to mask her true feelings behind professional courtesy.
