The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Serene’s POV

By the time the clock struck 9:32 p.m., I was still in the office. Alone.

At least I thought I was.

The glow from my computer screen was the only light in the room,

casting dramatic shadows over the keyboard as I frantically clicked

through files like my life depended on it.

Because honestly?

It kind of did.

I’d made a mistake.

A huge, soul–shattering, potentially career–ending mistake.

Earlier that afternoon, Lucas had asked me to prepare a confidential

report–something about upcoming acquisition targets and sensitive

financials. I did what any responsible assistant would do: I worked

through lunch, triple–checked the numbers, and sent the file…

…to the wrong department.

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Not just any department.

Marketing.

As in: the least confidential place in the building, where people

passed documents around like hot gossip and replied–all for sport.

The minute I realized what I’d done, my stomach folded in on itself

like a crumpled napkin. I had never hit “unsend” so hard in my life.

Too bad that wasn’t a real button.

“I’m doomed,” I whispered, burying my face in my hands.

And then I heard it—the faint sound of an elevator ding.

I froze.

Please be the janitor. Please be a ghost. Please be literally anyone

except-

“Serene?”

Nope. It was Lucas.

Of course.

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The man walked in like the cover of a billionaire magazine–dark gray

dress pants, white shirt rolled up to the elbows, and that usual quiet

confidence that made everyone either respect him or want to cry in

his presence.

I immediately went for Option B.

He looked at me, one brow arched. “You’re still here.”

“I could say the same to you,” I said, trying not to sound like I was

having a small panic attack. “Late night?”

He walked over to his desk, which was way too neat for someone who

worked so much. “Meetings ran long. I needed a few hours of silence.”

“Well, welcome to the kingdom of regret and spreadsheets,” I

muttered.

He glanced over. “What happened?”

I hesitated. Should I lie? Pretend everything was fine and then quietly

move to another country tomorrow?

No. That wasn’t me. Not anymore.

“I sent the file to Marketing,” I blurted. “The confidential one. The

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one you said ‘Only for your eyes, Serene.‘ That one. It’s probably

halfway around the building by now. Or printed out and being used as

a coaster in the break room.”

Lucas blinked.

Then blinked again.

Then sat down calmly in his chair, leaning back like I hadn’t just

confessed to corporate sabotage.

“I see,” he said simply.

I wanted to scream. “That’s it? I see?”

He tapped his fingers on the desk, thinking. “Did you follow up? Tell

them to delete it?”

“Yes,” I said quickly. “And I may or may not have bribed Janice in

Marketing with cupcakes to act like she never saw it.”

He chuckled. Actually chuckled.

“It’s not funny!” I groaned, tossing a pen across my desk in defeat.

“You’re going to fire me.”

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“I’m not going to fire you.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re a good assistant,” he said. “You made a mistake. You

owned it. And you bribed the right people to clean it up.”

I blinked. “That’s… twistedly reassuring.”

He stood and walked over to my side of the room, looking at my open

document. “You working on another report?”

I nodded. “Trying to redeem myself before the night’s over.”

He stared at the screen for a moment, then sat on the edge of my desk

like it was his own.

“What made you take this job, Serene?”

The question caught me off guard. “You mean, why did I become your

assistant?”

“Yes.”

I shrugged. “It wasn’t part of some big plan. I just… needed something different. A change. And this fell into my lap. ”

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“You’ve adapted well,” he said, voice low. “Better than most who have

no experience in corporate life.”

“I’ve worked in offices before,” I said, sitting back. “Just never ones

with espresso machines more expensive than my rent.”

That earned a slight smirk.

Silence stretched between us. Not awkward, exactly. Just… full.

He tilted his head, watching me. “You don’t seem like someone who’s

easily shaken.”

“Oh, I am. I just hide it behind sarcasm and coffee.”

“You ever think of going into leadership?” he asked suddenly.

I snorted. “Me? Leading what? A chaotic army of interns with terrible

judgment?”

He didn’t laugh, but his eyes crinkled slightly. “You underestimate

yourself.”

My brain short–circuited for a moment. Was that… a compliment?

From Lucas “Iceberg” Draven?

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“You’re weirdly calm for someone who got their financial guts

emailed to Marketing,” I said.

“I’ve seen worse. You’d be surprised how many executives

accidentally reply–all with things like ‘let’s fire Dave‘ while Dave is in

the thread.”

I laughed. “Please tell me that’s real.”

He gave me a look that screamed dead serious.

We both leaned back, relaxing for the first time all day.

“So,” he said, glancing at his watch. “It’s after ten. You planning on

sleeping here?”

“Honestly? Not the worst idea.”

“You deserve a break, Serene.”

I looked at him for a moment, then down at my screen. “You ever get

tired of all this?”

He looked around the sleek, cold office. “Every day.”

I nodded. “Same.”

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There was a pause. Then he said something that took me off guard.

“Do you ever miss who you were before all this?”

My stomach tightened. I looked away. “Yeah. Sometimes I forget who

that even was.”

He didn’t push. Didn’t ask more questions. He just stood,

straightened his sleeves, and looked toward the elevators.

“You hungry?”

I blinked. “What?”

“You look like someone who skipped dinner.”

I paused. “I mean, I wasn’t planning on fainting dramatically in front

of my boss tonight, so… yeah. I could eat.”

“There’s a 24–hour diner a block away,” he said casually. “Their

grilled cheese is life–changing.”

“Are you… asking me to dinner?”

He looked amused. “Think of it as damage control. Making sure my

assistant doesn’t starve herself into another spreadsheet error.”

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I stared for a beat, unsure if I should say yes. But my stomach growled

before I could overthink it.

“Fine. But if it’s weird, I’m walking out and blaming you.”

He nodded. “Deal.”

We walked side by side into the elevator, the silence between us no

longer heavy. Just… comfortable.

For the first time since I’d taken the job, I felt like maybe I wasn’t just

surviving here.

Maybe I was starting to belong.

And maybe Lucas Draven wasn’t just a scary boss with too many

unread emails.

Maybe he was… human, after all.

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