My name is Lin Shutong.
My landlord is the perfect director at my company, and also the awkward intern by my side.
He's woven a net from his three identities, hoping to trap me like a docile specimen.
Until the night of the celebration banquet, when I pinned him against the wall in an empty corridor and traced the bobbing of his Adam's apple with my fingertip. “Mr. Shen, do you ever get tired of playing three roles?”
His eyes dart away from mine. His voice is hoarse. “Lin Shutong, when did you figure it out?”
I smile and kiss the corner of his trembling mouth. “From the very first moment you looked at me.”
