well, so I picked up my phone and dialed the school's number, silent

r a moment, someone answered and transferred me to Maxwell's roo

ali

etheart. I've mis

alled. I know you're travel

axwell was just four. Two years ago, we lost our mom to a sudden illness. From that moment on, I took on every responsibility. At first, I managed to keep

ing this life behind. I told Maxwell I worked as a flight attendant for private

t Angels. I'd be able to visit Maxwell more often, and maybe

u terribly, too. I promise I'll call

eally want to see you, Thalia. Can we do

hat we're going through is just temporary-remembe

you too,

, I ended the call and stepped back inside, notici

I walked in quietly; the bedroom door stood open. Albert was lyi

nder if he had heard m

e without emotion. "Yo

his perfect physique stretched out on the bed in nothing but a towel. I also t

t, I'll b

ss I had set aside, leaving it on the sofa where I planned to sleep. I hurried into t

shoulders as he buttoned his dress shirt. He was already in his pants

moved into the other room. I dressed quickly and took a moment to check myself in t

with calm, measure

over

my nerves, but I remembered th

. He looked me up and down, saying nothing. Then he walked over to his suitcase and came back w

n ar

ng his gaze felt impossible. Instead, I turned and realized

ace in his hands as he slipped it around my neck. He gently brushed my hair aside and fastened the clasp, his fingers glidi

fingers follow the line of my neckline, and judging by the satisfi

e're running lat

have a drink and talk. I didn'

e of my important clients is joining

tomach. Pretending to be engaged t

. As we stepped into the corridor, he rested h

ng alrigh

Honestly, I've never done

y too much. Our story is simple: we met during one of my trips, f

keep that in mi

ful job as my fiancee." He

I would have to play the part of his fiancee, sharing affection with him and acceptin

grip tightening just a little at my waist. When we reached our table, a well-dressed ma

not intruding on your evening." He g

t me introduce you t

ou, Miss Thalia." He smile

to meet yo

. Your fiancee is stunning,

replied, lowering his voice as he kissed

not insistent, but the feel of his skin against mine left me slightly unsettled. The w

look at the menu? D

I'd be more comfortabl

f wine. When the waiter left, Albert and Jon dove into business talk. I sat quietly, soaking in the ambiance and the view of the sea. After a few minutes,