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Wounded Heart.

Chapter 3 His Dark Gaze

Word Count: 1032    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

el clearance find from last season suddenly felt inadequate in a building where even the doorman

een me drunk and probably made

ould fund my college debt, I tried to focus on my work rather than the excessive display of wealth surrounding me. The open office layout might have

rkspace, making several heads turn. I caught Sarah from accounting shooting me a sympathetic l

orcing myself to breathe norma

door behind me, and I caught a whiff of his cologne. Why did he have to smell so good

ined standing. A Wall Street Journal lay open beside his laptop, his face gracing the co

first week?" he asked, his

g not to notice how his charcoal suit

gainst his desk right next

lready impressed the creativ

s fidgeted with the hem of my skirt, painfully aw

e correct

ss walls, I could see our reflections-him, the picture of success in his perfectly tailored suit, an

that would be

ng involuntary shivers down my spine. "Ar

between us. The city sprawled below us through the panoramic windows, a r

gs professional." He follow

drunk and letting me drive y

t night, of sinking into buttery leather se

as a mi

s presence overwhelming. "Because I haven't b

me forget what I was going to say. His hand reached up, fingers barely brush

d my name made my knees weak. "There's

he wall. "There's nothing between us

the wall beside my head

he eyes and s

ying moment, I thought he might kiss me. Even more terrifying was the realization that part of me w

irmly, ducking under his

ng a hand through his dark hair. "

e me. "Concerning your employee in your office? What would

d in his eyes-hu

apologize. It won

desperate to escape. "Is there anythi

l tone, but there was an edge to it. "The Clayton account

ton account was o

e only been

est person for the job." He return

te tonight. We'll go ov

My stomac

st

ers of his mouth. "Afraid you can

ck, then immediately regretted my boldnes

dmiration flash across his face as he leaned

t. You probab

on shaky legs, one thought kept circling in my mind: How was I supposed

following my every move, and I

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