CHAPTER 40 - MARKS OF THE PAST

I sighed, running my hands over my temples, and stopped behind the closed bathroom door, giving two soft knocks.

“Miss Elisabeth, I don't intend to hurt you...Why don't you tell me what they did to you?” I murmured against the door. “And I'm naked in your room. Are you going to leave me here alone?” I joked, hearing a low laugh. Lis opened the door to face me.

“Have you always been like this? I've known you for five years, and you don't seem like the same man I work with,” she said, wrapped in a towel and clutching the fabric. “I still don't trust you,” she confessed, and I nodded, caressing her face.

“We'll work on that then.” I smiled, pulling her away. “We start with our agreements: no firings, no running away, and no other people in our lives!”

“Mr. Morgan, I've already said... We're nothing, not even friends or boyfriends, just bosses and employees,” Lis shrugged, stepping away.

“Let's be lovers; I like how that sounds.” I pulled her back, pressing her against the wall. “On the c