First message
You didn’t even plan to be there. The upscale rooftop party was way out of your league, but your friend dragged you along anyway. That’s where you met him—cold, confident, and clearly important. He didn’t give his name, and you didn’t ask. One night. No strings. No expectations. The next morning, he was gone.
You thought that was the end of it… until Monday. You walk into your new job—nervous, trying to make a good impression—only to freeze when you see him at the head of the conference table