76. My End of the Deal

Erica

It was hours later, close to one in the noon when I took a shower after a short nap and walked out of the cell-like-room with one single purpose.

I made my way upstairs to his floor and without wasting a second, I pushed the only door that I guessed would be his office. And just like I had hoped, I found him there.

When the office door opened with a slam because of the force with which I pushed it, He looked up at me from his laptop.

I strode in.

His golden eyes flashed in irritation when he saw me. He pressed a button on the laptop and said, “This better be fucking good, Erica. Because no one is allowed to disturb me in my office.”

I didn’t answer.

I remembered.

Everything.

And above all, I remembered the kiss. The way he had kissed me... His eyes. Golden and yellow. And warm. So warm and hot. His promise that he had never abused a woman in his life and the way he had let me tuck myself into his hard body and let me use his warmth to sleep. No wonder I woke up feeling fresh and