Forbidden Affection

e entire room fell silent. I could feel the eyes of my business partners on me, but I did

g to explain. "I waited at the airport, sir, b

ce running thin. "Lara was supposed to be here by four! Now it's seven, Damn it, and you have t

all me until you have her." I ended the call, slamming the phon

you, baby? Cal

t like centuries. "No reply?"I dialled her number, each rin

l grabbed my jacket and stormed out of the meeting room. I didn't care wha

to this city and a

r, texting her as I sp

ss, where

ase, c

ming to f

ell me she was safe. But nothing came. I clenched the steering wheel, m

nside, scanning the faces in the crowd. No sign of her. I approached the i

e been the one to pick her up. But now, she was

t back into my car, whispering under

a voicemail to at least

ia'

on. He was finally worried, finally desperate. I smiled to myself, a small smirk playing on my lips. He was worried. Goo

ick up. I need to

en't you

the hell

l, my lips curli

el the way I'd felt. Tonight, I'

ne to come and pick me up,

eing him again, angry and desperate, made my heart race. I sighed, tossing the phone

driver and probably driving like a maniac around the city. He cared-I knew t

id, it would be on my terms. I will deci