power. She wore a tasteful Chanel suit, her hair pulled back in a severe, elegant

n like Senator Kris Langley, a formal request would be

e had admired her work, singling her out as his most promising student. It w

is office. The brass plaque on the door read: Senator Kristopher

dressed, greeted her. He wore gold-rimmed glass

ey's office. Do you have an a

a former student of the Senator's. I need

he man's eyes, but his expression remained neutral. "Ms. Moran

er. Elenor knew that to get to t

's truly urgent

but remained standing himself, a subtle power move

all day. His schedule is completely f

any time he has free. T

schedule is booked for the next week. After

s clear: You w

n't just a busy schedule. Fos

rds on the table. "I am in the process of divo

angley's political rival

that is a private family matter. The Senator's office canno

ivate' and 'family,' drawin

till 'the Barron daughter-in-law.' A hot potato. Between her and the powe

ofessor and student. It was worthless

"I understand. Thank you f

gue. Her decisiveness

was neatly swept back, his features strong and refined, and his perfectly tailored suit emphasized the quiet confidence of a man accustomed t

ooked at Elenor, his expression a complex mix of

eart skipp

id, please escort Ms. Moran out. Ensure her safety." Then, he gave El

d her plea. And he

t a profound chill. She finally understood. To make men at the top break their rules for you, you coul