Benjamin paused, clearly taken aback. This was the first time she had ever rejected him directly.
Sienna met his gaze, her expression steady despite the tension building in her chest.
"Mr. Foster, please stop whatever you’re thinking about me," she continued. "I respect you as my superior, but nothing more."
For a moment, there was silence.
Then, he laughed. Soft at first, then more openly.
"Are you kidding, right!?" he said, shaking his head slightly. "I know you like me, Sienna..."
Her fingers tightened at her sides.
’How shameless! This bastard is sick!’ she thought dryly.
"Let’s date," he added, as if it were the most natural suggestion in the world.
Sienna was left speechless.
"Mr. Foster, I never plan to date someone else’s husband," she replied calmly, her voice steady even as her patience thinned.
Benjamin didn’t get upset. Instead, he smiled and chuckled, amused by her response.
"I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that," he said lightly. "Just for your information, I’m in the process of divorcing my wife."
Sienna almost laughed when she heard that.
’Congratulations,’ her mind whispered. ’Should I send a gift basket?’
"So we can be together," he finished.
That was enough for Sienna. She didn’t want to give this man hope any longer. She needs to draw a sharp line between them.
"I never have feelings for you. And just so you know, I already have a boyfriend," she lied.
The lie came out smoothly. Naturally. Even surprising herself.
Benjamin’s expression darkened slightly. "A boyfriend? You’re lying," he said. "I know you’re still single."
Ding.
The elevator doors opened.
Relief washed over her instantly.
"Why should I lie to you? My boyfriend is waiting for me in the parking area..." Sienna said, giving a small nod before stepping out without hesitation.
She didn’t wait. Didn’t look back.
Even when she heard him call her name.
Even when she felt his presence shift behind her.
She kept walking faster.
Her heartbeat is still unsteady.
Her thoughts are still racing.
But one thing was clear: right now, she didn’t want to be anywhere near Benjamin Foster.
She only wanted to reach the one person waiting for her outside.
Sienna felt her heart pounding wildly, yet she dared not slow her pace. She quickened her steps to the parking lot.
The air outside was cooler, but it didn’t really help with the tension in her chest.
Without wasting another second, she pulled out her phone, her fingers already moving to dial his number.
Sienna wanted to find him before Benjamin reached her.
But before she could press the call button, a sleek black SUV rolled smoothly to a stop right in front of her.
The engine hummed softly. Then, the window slid down.
And there he was, Zachary Sterling. Sitting on the driver’s seat, looking calm as ever, one hand resting on the steering wheel, his sharp gaze meeting hers.
"Sienna, get in..."
He didn’t raise his voice. Just loud enough to make sure Sienna could hear him. And he didn’t even look rushed.
But something about the way he said it made her follow his words without hesitation.
But then,


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