WHERE OUR HEARTS MEET
"Sure I did. Thanks. Anything?"
A slow smirk curled his lips. "That depends on how well you behave."
Elena exhaled steadily, refusing to let him see the crack in her armor. She had grown up surrounded by men like him, calculating, powerful, always two steps ahead.
She could handle this.
"Alright, I will try," she replied, tilting her chin.
His eyes darkened with something unreadable.
"Oh, Miss Blake I forgot to tell you," he murmured, stepping closer, his presence suffocating, "you signed up to play games with me the moment you walked into my office."
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