"The time has come."
In Jonas's office, neon light streamed gently through vast floor-to-ceiling windows into the spacious, elegant room. The decor perfectly blended modern style with luxury, and every piece of furniture was exquisite and tasteful.
Jonas sat in a large black office chair, with a row of neatly arranged bookshelves behind him, filled with specialist books and treasured collectibles. Before him stood a broad desk with a dark wood-grain surface that exuded dignity and refinement.
An exquisite silver metal coffee cup also sat on the desk, intricate patterns engraved into its sides lending it a classical air. The coffee gave off a rich aroma, and faint wisps of steam slowly rose into the air.
Iris eased open the office door, as though afraid of disturbing the peace within. Her cautious movements made her look a little guilty, accompanied by an almost imperceptible tension. She stood in the doorway, hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped inside.
Her eyes swept quickly across the room, taking in every corner, as though she were searching for something or checking her surroundings. She looked somewhat shy, clutching a stack of documents tightly, her fingers gently pinching the sheets as though afraid they might slip free.
Mr. Jonas had suddenly asked her to bring a stack of documents to his office at this hour. She had no idea what he wanted, only that he had said there was something very important to do.
He wanted me in his office this late, and it was something important, too... What could it be?
Could he be about to confess his feelings?
No, it had to be something perfectly serious!
Iris patted her cheeks and stopped her imagination from running wild. She stepped quietly into Jonas's office, gripping the folder tightly, took a deep breath, then