{Third person's pov}Natasha should have gone home, that was the sensible thing to do.Ethan was busy, the meeting was over, the campaign documents were signed, there was no reason for her to stay.Yet something about that phone call bothered her, the expression on Ethan's face, the newspape, the coded conversation, none of it felt normal.She was walking toward the entrance when she realized she'd left her phone in Ethan's office."Great." she muttered, turning around, she headed back through the mansion, the hallways were quiet.As she approached the office wing, she heard voices again, not Ethan's, several men.Natasha slowed, the office door was partially open, just enough for her to see inside and what she saw made her stop breathing.Six men stood inside the room, bodyguards, real bodyguards, the kind she had only seen in movies.And standing at the center of them all was Ethan, the room felt different.Nothing like the man she had lunch with a few days ago, one of the men place
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