In Lust with my Sexy Boss
A sharp knock rattled the door, loud, urgent.
We both jerked toward it, tension snapping like glass.
“Julian!” Carter’s voice cut through from the hall, rough, strained. “You need to see this, now.”
Aria’s hand gripped mine tighter, nails biting into my skin. She didn’t want me to go. I didn’t want to leave her.
But Carter’s tone told me this wasn’t just another problem. It was connected.
I looked at her, and for a moment, lust and fury and fear all collided inside me, pulling me in two directions at once.