Chapter 27

Sarah

I burst through the heavy, wooden door of Vincent's study, my steps echoing loudly in the otherwise quiet room. I storm in with determination, my breath coming out in quick bursts.

Vincent doesn't even flinch at my dramatic entrance. Instead, he slowly raises his head and peers at me over the rim of his sexy professor glasses.

"Can I help you?" he grumbles in his deep, velvety voice, his lips curling into a small smirk.

I point at him. "You are dead to me!"

Vincent removes his glasses and places them on the table in front of him. He reclines in his chair, his gaze fixed on me with intensity.

"That's great, Sarah. Did you just come here to tell me that? Or is there something else I can do for you?" he asks.

"Do you take me for a joke? Like some tiny, gullible toy you can toss around?" I demand to know with a huff.

Vincent lets out an exasperated sigh. "Is this about the Penthouse again?"

"Yes! If you think for one second I will let you demolish it, you have another thing coming,