Chapter 27

She paced back and forth biting her nails. The night had dawned upon Paris. Still in her wet clothes she didn't notice when her body started shivering from cold, the only thought that pierced back and forth through her senses was what if Donavan didn't come? What if he never saw her message or worse what if he ignored the text altogether because he had more important things to do?

It unsettled her, it was even more unsettling that for once she saught his attention. She had never imagined the day and yet it knocked on her fate, crushing the core foundation of her sheer hatred for the man. She tried to take deep breaths but the hollowness inside her chest grew with time.

The simple imagination of being under Dominic disgusted and downright nauseated her. Only when her breathe started getting caught up in her throat did she decided to open the curtains and push her head outside the window. The sudden cold air hit her senses like a snow ball on a sunny day. She breathed, Inhaling the scent