MISERABLE.

“Let’s talk,” Ramon took Elena’s hand in his and turned towards the door.

As he took about three steps with her, Zeke charged at them, grabbed her other hand, and then pulled her to himself.

“What are you doing?!” Elena yelled and snatched her hands from both of them.

“I should be asking you that, Ms. Baskerville,” his voice was soft, and nothing like he looked.

“What?”

“We were in the midst of a meeting before this…” he swallowed, refraining from using a cuss word.

“Before this man barged in.”

Elena exhaled, glanced at her wristwatch, and then said, “Meeting was initially by two. Let’s have it by then. It’s not two yet,” she smacked her tongue.

“What? You literally just agreed to have the meeting before he entered!” He protested as he dropped his eyes on Ramon who sneered at him softly.

What?

What was that man doing?

Who was his friend?

Does he look friendly to him?

Zeke’s brows snapped together in nothing but disgust for Ramon.

“And now, I am saying that we would be having it by two