Mag-log in“Hold on!” she exclaims loudly, throwing her arm out to physically block my path to the door.My breath hitches painfully in my throat. My heart hammers against my ribs. I freeze, staring at her arm, terrified of what she’s about to say or do.She drops her arm, casually digging around in her expens
“Evan, just go on up without me,” I tell him, fidgeting slightly on my feet. “I need to use the restroom down here in the lobby first.”He nods understandingly. “Yeah, okay. Thanks again for the tea, Harp!” he says happily, stepping onto the waiting elevator to head back up to our floor.I do my abs
Harper’s POVThe next morning at work is quiet, but it is unspeakably awkward.My brand-new, mandatory security guard, Stephon, has been permanently set up in the empty cubicle directly beside mine. He is a massive, towering wall of muscle, and he barely fits into the standard-sized corporate office
He doesn't resist. His large hand covers mine, resting warmly against the denim fabric.We stand together in the middle of the corporate office in total, absolute stillness. The silence in the room stretches on for what feels like an eternity. We are both barely breathing, entirely focused on the sp
Harper’s POVThe word hangs in the heavy, suffocating air of the executive office. Disgust. I watch his dark eyes closely. For a fraction of a second, the impenetrable, terrifying mask of the mafia boss cracks. I can see a distinct, undeniable hit of raw pain flash across his handsome face. It looks
“Is Stephon still here?” I ask Max, my voice dropping into an urgent, commanding register.“Uhh, he might have just left the garage, but I doubt he’s gone far. Why?” Max asks, his brows furrowed in confusion.“Get him back here,” I order, my voice deep and gravelly. “I’m officially adding him to Har
Cade cleared his throat and snapped his gaze away, immediately removing his hand from my thigh while putting some distance between us.Truthfully, I wished in the moment for him to put his hands on me again—that was the first time anyone had their hands on me since I ended things with Cade, and that
Cade sent the tattooed man a glare and pulled out a checkbook from his pocket. He quickly scribbled out something onto it then held it out to the man emotionlessly.“There, that should cover the debt.” Cade said then motioned with his head towards. “It should also cover the price of the life I just
Harper’s POV“Let me remind you, Harper,” Cade growled, “I’m not that simple, kind country boy I once was. I’m a mafia don and there’s a correct way to speak to me.”He released my hands and slowly brought his arms down beside my head, not moving anything else.“Your attitude…your manner…” He contin
It wasn’t glamorous or easy work, in fact my job was mainly running errands or dirty work.My job as an assistant was to have countless things thrown at me and make sure they were completed. The pay was pretty comfortable even if the work was hard and I was hoping to work towards a sales position.I







