Chapter 55 Your Choice
- PEONY CRIMSON'S POV
- I gave a nod of agreement. I quietly trailed behind him as he led me to his office, my head hanging low. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
- We were seated facing each other. He maintained an upright posture behind his desk, while I felt myself sinking into the sofa in front of him. We both remained silent for ten long minutes, creating a kind of skin-tingling stillness.