ena

ffice, I breathed in the cedarwood cologne on his suit jacket. The te

ntly, his deep voice vibra

that blind bastard Kensington, I'll make sur

is chest and shook my

down his pride and take back

over to the crystal bar cart. He poured two fingers of s

y however you want, little sister. If

ionately tapped the tip o

et the sharp amber liq

nd your sister under wraps for now. I'll operate strict

index finger twice against t

ity owner today and crush the entire Kensi

y suffocate under my PR maneuvers from the shadows is mu

ong moment before lifting his

receptionist downstairs who blocked you has

oor-to-ceiling windows, rubbing the back of my nec

air said, walking up beside me. "You'll attend

, a sharp smile

on's home turf. I wouldn'

ewed the PR department's executive structure and swiftly

chatter among the cubicles died instantly. Dozens of employees dropped t

ed whispers of three female coordinators inside-words like "parachuted in," "the CEO'

de me, lowering h

confidential, some... filthy rumors have started c

en office until every single employee stared

, people only believe the dirty stories th

think I was a kept woman was the best camouflage I could ask for; it would

ed at my office with evening wear, tran

starlight blue. The fitted silk hugged the lean, toned muscle li

hair into a severe, high chignon an

open, a look of pure admiration flashed ac

s world what the real heir of t

d me his

throat. The cold stone settled against my collarbone, stead

underground executive garage, where an armored M

ed my silk skirt and slid into the leather seat, with

and merged into the heavy evening traffic head

thumb lightly along the edge of my silver clutch, my pulse quic