"I'll break down your walls one by one and sneak into the gates of your icy heart before crushing it into tiny pieces." He murmurs mercilessly as his lips lightly brush my ear, the contact eliciting an indescribable sensation through every inch of m...
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L U D O V I C
A mixture of vanilla and caramel invades my palate.
The aftertaste of spices and oak sets in, the sensation is addictive as expected.
Swirling rum in the glass cup, I take another sip as the moonlight holds my gaze captive.
After another long and exhausting day of closing deals and finalizing negotiations with foreign investors, the galloping thoughts always come back to the inescapable source of my sleepless nights.
Her.
The way she shut down after my shameless attempt at flirting was enough to keep me up at night.
Are we destined for a lifetime game of push and pull?
Will she ever be able to forgive me?
The torturous questions invade my mind like a sea fog at the crack of dawn.
After we failed to mobilize Detective Landford in San Francisco, I considered every possible step that could expedite our approach to tracking him down.
The lack of updates from Cohen about detective Landford's whereabouts hasn't done anything to help matters.
You must regain your composure.
For her sake.
That's what I keep telling myself, but at what cost?
It took every bit of self-control not to punch Roman into oblivion earlier today during a conference meeting with foreign investors.
To maintain the company's reputation and to secure more investments for ReadSet, I have to be strategic about how I intend to run the company moving forward.
No matter how badly I want to end Roman's tenure after he talked shit about me to Anaya the other night, I've chosen to keep a closer eye on him for the time being.
Still...
Roman's days are numbered.
Once a window of opportunity arises, I'll be the first to ruin him.
Like my old man always said, "keep your friends close and your enemies closer."
"Hey, where did you say the guest bathroom was again?"
The upbeat voice in the background brings me back to reality.
I swivel to meet sea eyes that reflect mine.
Standing beneath the door frame of my home office, she throws me a puzzled look.
"Anastasia. . ." I trail off impatiently as I run my fingers through my locks, "We went through this before. "
