[Denali’s POV] I stare down at the ingredients in front of me. Since Rosco left for work that morning, I was pouring my heart and soul into this dinner. Due to Nadia’s sudden arrival, I didn’t get to cook for him, so I was going to make up for it tonight by planning the perfect evening and then giv
“Dessert?” Rosco repeats, raising a brow. “Does it have anything to do with the way you’re dressed?” “Maybe,” I respond, feeling my core twitch in anticipation. “But you have to finish with dinner first.” At my words, Rosco quickly finishes off his second portion of stew. When he finishes, he push
[Rosco’s POV]I shove deep into Denali while she claws at my skin. Dammit, this woman was going to be the death of me. She could act so insecure and innocent one minute and so fucking seductive the next. I was sure she had no idea just what she did to me every time she asked me to do things to her.
“Thank you,” she giggles when I pull out.“Are you really thanking me for using you as I please?” I ask, leaning back on my knees. “Did you like it that much?”“I may have,” she admits, giving a shy smile.“Fucking dammit,” I snarl, leaping forward and pinning her beneath me. “Do you know how fuckin
[Nadia’s POV]I storm to my car, and once I’m inside, I punch the steering wheel again and again until my knuckles begin to drip with blood and pain races up my arms in an attempt to calm me from the fiery rage that has taken over.“That bitch!” I growl, remembering the way Rosco’s precious wife act
“And what exactly do you want me to find out about her?” Byron sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Dirty laundry? Background? Weaknesses?”“All of the above,” I beam. “Anything that will ruin that bitch.”Nodding, Byron turns and heads into his office, and once he is seated, I wrap my arms arou
[Nadia’s POV]I sip on my mojito while keeping my gaze fixed on the entrance of the cafe that I sit in until the glass doors open and the person I was here to see enters. As she does, she begins to take in the area until her gaze comes to rest on me.Lifting a hand, I motion her forward, then lean b
[Rosco’s POV]I pull in front of the venue where our company dinner would be held and take it in. Oh, how I didn’t want to fucking be here while Denali was at home waiting for me. However, because she insisted that I attend, I was here.Sighing, I climb out and throw my keys at valet parking before