His for a year

O

d her worried voice. "Wake up, Zoe! Don

yesterday's apartment move still weighed on my mind. Withou

o fall back asleep. Becca's vexed exp

nt to close? Don't tell me you

ake, and dashed for the bathroom. How could I have forgotten? Today was crucial

ed out, her giggles following me as

ed contracts and business deals, I barely made it on time. As I settled at my desk, a c

knocked on the glass door, watching his expres

e," I said, trying

t client," he replied, dropping his pen with a sigh. "We can't afford t

clients whom no one wanted to dare approach because of his ruthless reputation. I needed to appear in a conference meeting with his associates and close in less than

The rectangular, white-painted room buzzed with conversation, but no one paid me an

rage. I nearly dropped my documents in shock. It was him – the man I'd been with a

ave asked his name? It didn't matter now. I h

"Good morning, Mr. Jameson Montague, CEO of the company w

, benefits, and how it would profit Jameson's company. T

e asked coldly

you mean?" I a

cted? There are no changes, no added benefits. Not to men

, we're done here," Jameson said,

a thread. He entered a VIP room, and

howed up at the club? To sleep with me, thinking I

e quivering. "What happened last night has nothin

ith rage. "You thought I wouldn't know? That I wouldn't see through your despe

you, I had far more serious problems last night than stalking the CEO of a

pulling out his phone. Moments later,

"and make sure she doesn't appear here or at

I had not only destroyed it but had potentially ruined any chance of rebuilding it elsewhere. Tears s

ou don't understand what this means. This is