A Long-Awaited Breeze

This time, Alistair didn't reply. My phone stayed silent for a long time.

I closed the file, rubbed my forehead, leaned back in my chair at the desk, and gazed absentmindedly out the window at the park outside.

Alistair never really liked me all that much. The only reason he's still clinging on is because I never gave in to any of his desires. Men are born with this need to conquer—if they can't h