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I opened the door and stepped into the apartment, staring around. It was quiet but then again, the apartment was always quiet. I shut the door behind me, inhaled the sweet scent of the air freshener and smiled. It's been quite a while since I came here and that was because of my busy schedule.

I walked into the living room, dropped my bag on the couch, took my tab and began the day's work and although, there wasn't much work to do –thanks to Adrian, I didn't know how he managed to pull it off but he did and for that I was grateful. So, all I had to do was to plan and manage Ian's schedule for the upcoming week and submit my report to the agency.

As I continued with my work, I realized the reason behind the unusual quietness –Ian wasn't in the house. Which meant that he didn't come home yesterday or he was out at the gym.

After about thirty minutes, the door beeped indicating that someone was coming in. I raised my head, turning in the direction of the door just as it opened with Ian