Naughty Nice [chapter 3] Official

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Elena sat in the corner booth of 'The Daily Grind,' watching the snow turn to gray slush against the windowpane. Opposite her, Marcus was doing that thing with his pen—clicking it in a rhythmic, agonizing pulse that matched the ticking of the wall clock. To anyone else, they looked like two coworkers finishing a late-shift project. To Elena, they looked like a crime scene waiting to happen. Naughty Nice [Chapter 3]

The "Nice" Elena would have walked away. But Chapter 3 belonged to someone else entirely. If you’re looking for something more romance-heavy or

"You’re being too quiet," Marcus said, his voice dropping an octave. He didn’t look up from the ledger. "It makes me think you’re actually considering the 'Nice' route. We discussed this, El. Nice doesn't pay the lease on this building." To anyone else, they looked like two coworkers

"Nice keeps us out of federal prison, Marcus," she snapped, though she kept her voice low. She traced the rim of her paper cup. "Chapter One was a fluke. Chapter Two was a necessity. But we’re at Chapter Three now, and this? This is a choice."

Marcus finally looked up. His eyes, usually bright with a curated, boy-next-door charm, were dark and sharp. This was the version of him the board members never saw—the 'Naughty' hidden beneath the bespoke wool suit.