Todos os capítulos de His Beautiful Deception: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 14

Alexander's POVShe didn't stop talking for the first ten minutes of the drive.She talked about the restaurant, the chocolate, the terrible traffic, a pigeon she had once seen steal a sandwich from a businessman's hand. She talked with her whole body, her hands moving, her shoulder turning toward me in the passenger seat as though I were an audience she was determined to win.I kept my eyes on the road.It was a rule I had never broken. When something disturbed my concentration, I gave it nothing. No reaction, no comment, no eye contact. Silence starved most things until they went away.Arielle Sinclair did not go away."You're doing it again," she said."Doing what?""Pretending I'm not here.""I'm driving.""You're pretending.""You're very persistent.""So I've heard." I could hear the smile in her voice. "Is it working?""No."She laughed softly and turned to look out the window. For a moment the car was quiet and I found, to my irritation, that I missed the noise.Her phone lit

Arielle's POVI stayed up until four in the morning.It took the whole of Tuesday and most of Wednesday to finish the proposal. I drew the new entrance six different ways. I recalculated the drainage twice, then a third time because something about the pool didn't sit right. I ordered three pots of coffee. Mum came in at midnight, took one look at the drafting table, and silently left a plate of buttered toast beside my elbow.By Wednesday afternoon I was hollow-eyed and bright with a kind of feverish clarity. I put on my sharpest black dress, redid my lipstick, and walked into Pierce Enterprises like a woman going into battle.Alexander was already waiting in the conference room.He wasn't alone. Two engineers sat on either side of him, along with a stiff, sour-faced man in a pinstripe suit who I recognized as the resort's project accountant. All four of them looked up as I entered."Ms. Sinclair.""Gentlemen."I laid out the plans across the long table, one sheet after another, unt