Antonia’s pov.I watch from the safety of the car as Skye briskly hops into a Porsche and drives off.It was foolish of me to come here.What if I had gotten down from the car and been on my way to wherever my silly head was meaning to go and then I bumped into her.It would have seemed like I was t
She waits for a second and sighs tiredly, “No. It’s not the same dress. She’s…” I see her eyes dart to me briefly and I see envy, bright and vicious in her eyes as she looks away and continues, “She’s dressed differently. I don’t think it’s Skye.” Skye? Didn’t Skye leave here a second ago? Why wou
Malachi’s pov.“Mr Finn.”I clench my jaw and grit my teeth.“Mr Finn.” Maybe if I ignore the sound of my name, it’ll go away.A second passes, then ten, then sixty.“Mr Finn.”She squeals when I snap my head to look at her in response. I’m going to give her a heart attack before she’s done working
It shouldn’t be so hard to have sex with Skye, especially if she needs it. Yet I can't, because Skye is not the one I want. I look down at my pants and glare at the hard bastard that hasn’t given me a moment’s rest since Antonia left.I think violent thoughts to get it to calm down.Just the though
Antonia’s pov.I think everyone but David knows Malachi is standing in the doorway, and I don't think anyone will tell him what’s going on… so I'm the one who has to.Before David tells me more about Malachi or Skye and whatever other problems the office i'm going through, i give him a look.David i
When I look back there’s a dark smile tickling the side of his face. His voice drops and sends goosebumps up my skin as he asks, “Are your feet hurting you, Antonia?”My thoughts run short and I frown. That’s a weird question to ask.“Since we’re climbing quite a distance, I might have to carry you
Malachi drops me at the entrance to his office and I hate the fact that he has glass doors that become reflective at just the right angle.I hate that he dropped me at just that angle but dashed away before I could see his face.I look like I've been chugging down super spicy hot sauce. My face is a
“Fuck.” My ears perk as I hear Malachi suddenly curse.He doesn’t curse.At least not out of the blue. I ask on instinct, “Are you okay?”Malachi begins to act strange again. He starts walking towards me, but slowly, and with his back.He’s walking backwards.Almost like he can hear the question in