Chapter 8

Elara's POV

Early the next day, I stand outside Lorenzo's office. After one last look in the mirror this morning, I know exactly what I currently look like. My eyes have heavy bags under them, and my entire body feels weak. I didn't sleep last night. I stayed awake trying to find ways to sabotage Lorenzo's project. All my plans led to dead ends.

I step inside, my eyes meeting Lorenzo's. A mix of disgust and admiration rushes through me. Although I hate Lorenzo so much for his evil acts against the innocent, I can't deny that he looks yummy and delicious. With those bulging muscles, sharp grey eyes that look like they're piercing through my clothes, and that toned chest peeking out of his shirt, I can't help the heat that rushes to my core. Stupid Elara! Focus!

“Elara, we’re heading to the East Side today. I need you to prepare for the site assessment.” His voice suddenly cuts through my thoughts. Gosh, Elara. Get a grip, you horny dog. How can you admire the same man you're supposed t