One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss
Aiden’s gaze snapped to me, and a slow, angry smirk crept across his face, making my stomach churn with dread.
“So,” Lucas said, his voice low and cool. “Who came up with this concept?”
Before I could respond, Aiden’s cold glare settled on me like a dagger.
“Miss Wilde did,” he sneered, and I felt my heart skip a beat.
Without missing a beat, he turned to me, his voice sharp and cutting. “Miss Wilde, didn’t you claim you’d brainstormed some ‘brilliant new concept’? So what is this?” He gestured toward the screen, a mocking tilt to his lips.