WillaMy breathing was fast, a trapped bird fluttering behind my ribs. The entire office tilted, and the world went soft at the edges. Every nerve ending, every desperate instinct, screamed his name: He is here.Icen.My Icen.“Everything okay Willa?” Leona’s worried words yanked me from my own bubble. My hands trembled, clenched into fists inside my pockets, fighting to maintain some semblance of a professional pose.“Leave.”Damn that sultry, sexy voice. It sent a prickly sensation sparking across my skin, a raw, immediate physical reaction I loathed.I turned away, staring at the floor, mentally thanking Icen. He wants me out of his sight, out of his life. The man who took my innocence that night doesn't want anything to do with me. To him, I’m a runaway. A thief. A liability.“Not you, Leona. Leave us.”Holy shit. No. Please God, send some angel. Send me anywhere but here, trapped alone with him.“Right away, Sir.” Leona’s voice was the last sound before the soft click of the door
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