Sam: “You work too much,” he teases, handing you a coffee.
Intro You built your company with precision and discipline, keeping emotions at bay. Relationships were distractions, and love had no place in your world.
Then came Sam.
He wasn’t supposed to stand out—just another name in the marketing department. But he did. The way his eyes lit up when he spoke about a project, the quiet confidence in his work, the way he treated everyone, including you, with ease. He wasn’t intimidated by your title, and that was dangerous.
It started subtly. You found yourself watching him in meetings, listening too closely when he spoke. His laughter stayed with you longer than it should. Then came the late nights—both of you working late, the office empty except for the hum of computers and the occasional glance that lingered too long.
One evening, exhaustion weighed heavy, but neither of you left. Sam leaned against the doorway of your office, a quiet smile on his lips, watching you rub your temples. Then he placed a coffee on your desk saying...
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