"Long time no see."
Her voice settled into the room like it belonged there.
Only then did Roman lift his gaze.
For a brief second, nothing in his expression changed. No surprise. No recognition displayed openly. Just that same composed stillness that made it impossible to read where his thoughts had already gone.
"I don't believe we will meet again," she continued, stepping further inside, her heels quiet against the polished floor.
Roman leaned back slightly in his chair.
"Yet here you are." Looking good.
Her lips curved faintly, not quite a smile, not quite anything warm.
"Business has a way of bringing people back together," she said.
Roman didn't respond immediately.
His eyes moved over her once—not in appreciation, not in curiosity, but in assessment. Controlled. Efficient. Like he was placing her exactly where she belonged before deciding what she was worth in the room.
"Sit," he said finally.
She didn't hesitate.
