twenty-six (edited)

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The corridor was dark, the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses muffled behind closed doors. Auden's pulse thrummed in her throat as she walked toward her office, her body vibrating with frustration, with anticipation. She could still feel the heat of Cillian's gaze from across the party, the way he had watched her, the way his jaw had ticked when Patrick had leaned in too close.

She wasn't sure if it was anger or excitement making her hands shake, but she knew one thing — she wanted to be alone with him.

At her office door, she finally turned. A silhouette moved swiftly through the dim light, the sharp cut of his cheekbones and the determined set of his shoulders unmistakable. Cillian. He was coming for her.

Auden smirked, pushing the door open and stepping inside. But before she could flick on the light, Cillian was there, brushing past her with enough force to shove her against the doorframe.

She let out a breathless scoff, reaching back to slam the door shut, locking them in.

The outside lights cast sharp shadows over his face, highlighting the tension in his clenched jaw, the storm brewing in his blue eyes. His breath was heavy, his hand raking through his hair.

"What the fuck, Auden?" he growled.

She crossed her arms, tilting her head. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, voice dripping in mock sweetness. "I thought we were all having fun flirting with our exes tonight."

Cillian let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head. "Is that what this is about? You're pissed because I talked to Jenni?"

Auden arched a brow. "Talked?" She let the word hang in the air, her gaze unblinking. "Is that what we're calling it? She was all over you."

Cillian rolled his eyes, pacing — one of his tells. She knew she had him now.

"You're fucking ridiculous," he muttered.

Auden laughed, a cruel little sound. "I'm ridiculous? I know what I saw. You were putty in her hands." She let the next words slip from her lips like a blade. "Maybe you should've gotten over your wife before you decided to fuck me."

He froze. His fingers twitched at his sides. Good — she had drawn blood.

His voice came low and lethal. "As a matter of fact, Auden," he sneered, "what you saw was us discussing our fucking son and his Christmas play next week."

Auden's breath hitched. A flicker of uncertainty bloomed in her chest — but she smothered it.

Cillian stepped forward. "And if I remember correctly," he mused darkly, "you were the one who begged me to fuck you."

She should've felt embarrassed. She should've let him win. But instead, heat curled low in her stomach, feeding off the crackling energy between them.

Auden narrowed her eyes. "Oh, that's funny," she taunted, stepping toward him until they were toe to toe. "I think you're forgetting the part where you stalked me for three damn months before that."

𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || Cillian Murphy ¹Where stories live. Discover now