The metal chilled her skin, but it did nothing to cool the rising panic in her chest.

g up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, exposing his thick

r, Miss Foster?" Damian asked. His tone wa

st heaving. "Open these doors

ce once again. The scent of fresh, expensive soap and cedarwood replac

ed against her shoulder, a brief, electrifying contact. He presse

imed a soft, p

oors slid open sil

backward into the empty, mirrored elevator car,

close, Damian stepped smoothly

of the small space as the doors shut with a definitive c

er drop made Elaine's stomach lurch uncomfortably, mi

rapid, frantic heartbeat echoing in her ears. She stared at the floor nu

ide her any longer, Elaine blurted out the accusa

ous anger. "Where is your wife? Do you hide her in another pen

mocking demeanor

ark eyes turned icy, terrifyingly cold. The temperature in th

deliberate step

ted her chin, staring defiantly into his eyes. "I will never sto

d so tight a muscle ticked violently in his cheek. T

h hers. His voice was a lethal, quiet whisp

an stated explicitly, enunci

ed by the absolute ce

eyes boring into her soul, stripping away her defenses. "

ng for a flicker of deceit, a micro-expression of a l

ral defense collapsed entirely. She couldn't use the excuse of adult

fierce edge. "You have a five-year-old son. Billionaires don't j

gently traced the sharp line of her jaw with a single, calloused f

way, Elaine," he whispered, backing her into

ic. "Even if you are single, I want nothing to do

i

, signaling they had reach

oothly, the mask of the cold, untouchable CEO slipping perfectly b

ing the grand, expansive marble-fl

desperate for the open space and breathable air, leaving Damian