𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐨𝐧𝐞

" Shadow's Of The Past"
" Flashback - 11 years ago "

The conference room buzzed with the excitement of celebration. The firm had just won another landmark case, and the atmosphere was one of relaxed triumph. Drake, Robyn, Beyoncé, and Kelly were gathered around a large table, filled with an array of snacks and drinks. Laughter echoed through the room as they enjoyed each other's company, the stress of their recent victory giving way to a more informal, joyous ambiance.

Drake leaned back in his chair, raising his glass in a toast. "To another victory! We make a great team, don't we?"

"Here here!" Kelly chimed in, clinking her glass with his. "To us and all our future successes!"

Beyoncé smiled, raising her glass as well. "And to Robyn's brilliant contributions. Couldn't have done it without you."

Robyn, sitting directly across from Beyoncé, met her gaze with a warm smile. Her eyes, however, held something deeper, something more intense than the casual camaraderie of the moment. Beyoncé caught Robyn's gaze frequently, and each time, there was a flicker of something unspoken that made her heart race slightly.

Kelly was recounting a funny anecdote from the case, her animated gestures drawing laughter from everyone. As she spoke, Beyoncé found herself distracted by Robyn's constant glances. Robyn's eyes were fixed on Beyoncé with an intensity that was hard to ignore, even amidst the light-hearted conversation.

Beyoncé tried to focus on the conversation, responding to Kelly's story with genuine interest, but her attention kept drifting back to Robyn. There was a magnetic pull in Robyn's gaze, a silent communication that Beyoncé couldn't quite decipher.

As the conversation continued, Robyn's eyes never wavered from Beyoncé. Finally, Beyoncé met her gaze with a questioning look. Robyn's smile widened, and she tilted her head slightly, a gesture that felt both intimate and inviting.

Drake's voice cut through the quiet tension. "So, what's next for us? Any big plans now that this case is behind us?"

Kelly nodded enthusiastically. "We've got a few more projects lined up, but let's enjoy the moment. We've earned it!"

Beyoncé laughed, trying to push aside the uneasy feeling Robyn's gaze was creating. "Agreed. Let's savor this."

Robyn, her eyes still locked on Beyoncé, reached out and lightly touched Beyoncé's hand as she reached for a drink. The contact was brief but electrifying, sending a jolt through Beyoncé's entire body. She looked down at Robyn's hand on hers, then back up into her eyes.

"Do you mind if I steal Beyoncé for a moment?" Robyn's voice was smooth, her tone playful but edged with an underlying seriousness that made Beyoncé's heart race.

Beyoncé's breath caught in her throat. "Robyn..."

Drake and Kelly exchanged curious glances but shrugged it off, assuming it was just a friendly gesture. "Sure, go ahead," Drake said with a grin.

Drake's cheerful voice faded as Robyn led Beyoncé out of the bustling celebration and towards her office. The hum of the party receded, leaving the two women in a more private, intimate space.

As they entered the office, Robyn closed the door behind them and turned to face Beyoncé with a warm, yet somewhat nervous smile. "So, I've been meaning to thank you."

Beyoncé leaned casually against the desk, her curiosity piqued. "Oh? For what?"

Robyn reached into a drawer and pulled out a velvet box, its deep blue color contrasting with the polished surface of her desk. She held it out to Beyoncé, her gaze steady. "For taking the case when I asked you. You knew I wasn't in a good place, and you did it not just out of duty, but because you truly care."