Have we met before?

6.

Annabel felt like the ground should just open up and swallow her whole. How on Earth was she going to work in the same company with a man that caused her nothing but pain in the past?

“Miss?” Roland called, waving his hand in front of her face.

She snapped back to reality and quickly composed herself. He gestured to a chair in front of his desk, “Please, have a seat.”

She forced a smile and sat down. Her heart was beating at an incredibly fast rate, and she could swear he might even hear it from where he sat. She looked at the plaque on his desk, boldly inscribed on it was “Roland D'Ville, President and CEO”.

She sighed. So, she wasn't dreaming all this while. It was indeed true that she was sitting beside the annoying playboy Billionaire; the jerk that ruined her life.

Roland watched as her eyes darted to all corners of his office. It was more like she was trying to avoid eye contact with him. The more he looked at her, the more he felt a sudden connection with her and the more