MasukMorgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV "I—I—" I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?" I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work. "I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry." I didn't wait for a response. I turned and ran. Not walked. Ran. Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright. The elevator. I needed the elevator. I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it. Come on. Come on. Come on. The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening. Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man
Morgan POV Matured Audience The world had narrowed to the space between his sheets, to the scent of his skin and the crushing weight of a need so profound I felt like dying.I was on all fours, my body bowed and trembling. The air was cold on my heated skin, but the fire he stoked within me was a
Morgan POV It had been a day since Damien.Twenty-four hours since I'd done the craziest thing of my entire life on that plane. Since I'd slipped my panties into his hand and fled.Twenty-four hours since I'd looked back and seen him breathing in my scent, his eyes dark with a promise that had hau
~Morgan POV~"You don't s—" I laughed out loud, the sound bursting from me before I could stop it.Damien's joke had been so unexpected, so perfectly timed, that I couldn't hold it in. My hand flew to my mouth, but the damage was done."Shhhhh!"The sharp hiss came from across the aisle. The older
~Morgan POV~'Oh please, oh please, oh please…don't crash!'I trembled as the plane took off.My hands gripped the armrests so hard my knuckles turned white. The plane shook and rattled as it climbed higher into the sky. My stomach dropped with every bump. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to breat







