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"Were we acting?"
She said those words with far too much ice in her tone, and my lips almost curled in a smile. I wondered what made her shrivel the entire time and refused to meet my eyes.
So this was it.
I kept hushed just a little bit to have her tense from the uncertainty.
"Depends," I mouthed, and she scowled, almost taking her chin away from my hold, but I tightened my grip.
"You said you’re not attracted to me, so what happened in my office depends on your thoughts about me..."
That look I craved far too much filled her gaze, pure defiance.
"You’re not going to let that go, are you?" she mumbled.
No.
But I don’t say that, just taking my time as I let my eyes take in her damp hair, wild eyes, the hazel lighter because of the contacts she wore, which I don’t like, but that was for another day.
Her cheeks were flushed, not from the cold, because I had put the car in heater mode. I knew her body still remembers, and I don’t want her to ever forget.
"Say it..." I urged, and this time I hope to get the answer I desired.
However, Catherine chose my usual mood... silence, toying with me again. This was gonna be fun. I’ll savor every taste of her hunger until it consumes her like madness.
I released her and leaned back in my seat, feeling her eyes on me now, and it was suddenly her turn to gape.
We remained in silence until we arrived at the penthouse.
As usual, she stepped out before Julian could help with the door. I walked behind, eyeing the way she swayed those hips for me, snappy with her walks as if she couldn’t wait to get rid of me.
I halted and observed as she punched the password, and the elevator doors opened. She walked in, hoping I would follow, but I didn’t.
As the doors shut, the last thing I saw was her deep grimace.
A ghostly smirk played on my lips before it vanished when Reed came to me.
One look from me and he began the details of today.
"We were tailed on our way to the club. It was Issac."
Issac. Father was already making his move. I never expected him to make such a hasty decision, but the recurring news of the entire city gossiping about his son’s wife must have gotten to him.
It appears a family reunion was near.
"Ms. King intervened. To be honest, I wasn’t sure I could deal with Issac alone."
"You’re smart to know that. Never deal with Issac alone."
If Reed had stupidly done that, his parts would have been all over the city to find. Issac loved a bit of art like I did, but I have never seen anyone so invested.
I count it as a good thing that Athena was there, even though I clearly told her to give Catherine space.
"I think we need to increase the number of bodies around Mrs. King," Reed suggested. "For more protection."
When he met my eyes, he regretted saying those words to my face.
That’s all I need to hear.

I ground my teeth. She’s not wearing any panties. She left the office like this?
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