Tangled Ambition

her-she'd faced it all. But the kind of intensity Nathaniel Vetrova brought to the room wasn't ju

g unsaid. Nathaniel didn't flirt-he didn't need to. He looked at her like he alrea

he floor-to-ceiling windows as Alfreda typed away at her desk in the executive w

, casually leaning again

to let her heartbeat betray

nned her face, then her m

"Was there something yo

me Nat

htened her back, raising a brow. "If this is about th

His voice lowered, silk ov

eath c

f his presence coiled around her. "You've been her

e followed the motion with shar

er. "You're thinking like me. You anticipate moves before I make

g something she couldn't name. "And

warning she didn't fully understand. "I crave being m

ribs, deep and demanding. "Is thi

s I want to break

s-no games,

own. But instead, her voice dropped to a w

she could feel his breath on her cheek. "

The tension crackled, hot and electric, be

cheek, a fleeting touch that left her skin burning. His

, Alfreda," he murmure

her heart racing, her knees weak, and