Moving to London must've been one of the most impulsive decisions I'd ever made... nevertheless it wasn't one I can say I regret. Running away from my past in the ruins of Virginia and making an ultimate decision to do my masters in London. A fresh start, new beginning, personal compensation for the demons I fought for years past. I knew what I wanted, but what I also knew was who could ruin it all for me. I knew the minute I got that internship to work for Vincent in one of the biggest business firms in Europe and I looked into those grey eyes, the danger I was in. Vincent is a very stern man with a disturbing reputation. He puts his Profession ahead of everything. He was building an empire and that was all he had ever cared about. "A man who never smiles" is how they described him on the tabloids... Vincent made relentless decisions with a stoic facial expression and lacked empathy, but he knew there was another thing he lacked. He just didn't know what it was. He's used to accepting interns once every 6 months! It aids his reputation but he hates it with every bone in his body. Having a new inexperienced, loud, high spirited, naive student in his work space every half a year was just not his cup of tea. Not only because they always had false hopes of being recruited or tried in some way to betray the code of the company, unserious and messy, but also because of the amount of female interns who think they actually have a chance with him... until he met Astra, hair as red as the fire that burned in his heart, the only woman who could teach him how to feel.