'I can do this. I can do this. It's just a simple meeting. He can't do anything to me.'
I told myself as the waitress led us to the private dining room in the restaurant Bruno had reserved for us. My stomach clenched the moment my gaze rested on him; my legs trembled.
This was a bad idea. I shouldn't be here, or at least, I should have told Sebastian.
But it was too late to run. I was already in the mess. The best I could do was to take advantage of the situation and hope that something good came out.
"I'm glad you could make it." Bruno grinned as he stood up and pulled out the opposite chair for me.
I bristled as my gaze flickered from him to the chair.
Why was he acting like a gentleman? Was this some kind of trick? Whatever it was, I wasn't falling for it.
'I am not timid. I am strong. I am confident. Bruno has no hold on me. I am no longer afraid. I am free.' I chanted in my brain, sending a bolt of confidence through me, and I squared my shoulders.
I couldn't show him that I was
