"We shouldn’t," Maya whispered, though she didn’t pull away.
"I’ve spent my life following the rules of the contract," Marcus replied, his voice a low velvet hum. "But for once, I want to follow the person." Download Lunchtime Chronicles Black Vel Reana Malori epub
Maya Vance didn’t do "distractions." As a rising star in the cutthroat world of corporate architecture, her life was a series of blueprints, coffee runs, and late nights. Her only solace was her daily lunch break at a quiet, wood-paneled bistro near her office—a place where she could breathe without someone asking for a structural revision. That was until Marcus Thorne walked in. "We shouldn’t," Maya whispered, though she didn’t pull
