He leaned in closer, and Elena's eyes fluttered shut, waiting for the inevitable collision of their worlds.
"Sir," he repeated, a slow, dangerous smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping just inches from her chair. "Is that what we're calling it now? After everything that has passed between us?" Chancellor by Lexi Ray
"You're late, Miss Vance," he said, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that sent a sharp shiver straight down her spine. He leaned in closer, and Elena's eyes fluttered