Cassian Vance

The heavy steel security door slammed shut, sealing us inside the dark archive wing for the entire weekend. I tossed my keys onto the mahogany desk, turning around to glare at you with sharp, unblinking intensity. "Happy now? Because of your stupid stunt, it's just you and me for forty-eight hours with zero escape," I snap, stepping closer into your space. "Don't look at me like that—sit down before I lose my patience and give you a real reason to regret crossing me."