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I stare at her, unable to fathom how utterly perfect and addictive she is. “You know it’s not.”

She swallows hard. “Is it because of me?”

“Yes,” I state. “It is. I was only flying in to check on things, then it all took a downward spiral. I was always planning on going to Paris next week, and then I’d be back for another week here, then leave for New York. I’ve nothing holding me back in New York right now.”

Relief floods me as I see the expression on her face. She seems a little happier at hearing that.

The idea of losing her… of her going anywhere… it scares the living shit out of me. If anything were to happen to her…

“I’m glad,” she says, her voice a little brighter. “Is that selfish of me?”

I press a kiss to her lips. “Of course it isn’t. We’re discovering each other. Exploring and enjoying one another. I’d be hugely disappointed if you were glad I was leaving.”

Her eyes sparkle as she watches me. I know she’s guarding her heart, but she can’t hide it from me. I feel it too. I feel everything.

“If I’m being honest, I just don’t know what all of this means. I’ve never done this before. We were one night, then we weren’t. Now you’re my boss. I have a promotion. We’re going to Paris. I have this apartment.”

“It’s a lot. But if you’re with me, I’ll give you the world.”

She blinks once, twice, trying to take in if I’m joking, I think.

“But I’m not with you, Khristian. We don't know what we are.”

I pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her. “Then let’s get to know each other. We can spend a few extra days in Paris. You’ll love it.”

“Your idea of potentially dating me is taking me to Paris?”

I smile. “No. I’m already going to Paris, and now you are too. We may as well enjoy ourselves.”

It’s happening too fast. I feel it deep in my chest. The pain that hits every time I think about being without her. She’s woken something in me that I thought was long since buried. But I can’t confess that when I don’t even know what this is.

Now she thinks I’m trying to buy her off with gifts and apartments. I can’t help it.

I’ve only ever been in love once, and I gave Nina the world. I’ve never felt this strongly about anyone. That’s how I know this is real.

I feel the tension swirling around her. Has she always had this kind of worry?

I know she’s living at Lukas’ because of her ex-boyfriend situation, and her mom and the court case. Something I’m already working on, or at least, my lawyer is.

If I can help my Krasavitsa out because I’m extremely wealthy, then why can’t I?

I don’t expect anything back in return. Just to be close to her is enough.

“I don’t want to lose sight of myself,” she whispers.

I bury my face in her hair. “Thank you for being honest with me. And you don’t have to lose anything. I may be many things, but I’m always discreet. What we did today… in the boardroom, it was so fucking hot. It was in the spur of the moment and I had to have you. That’s what it’s like when I’m around you. I feel alive for the first time in a long time.”

Her lips part. “I feel the same way. It’s like someone switched the light on inside me. I don’t want to ruin things by us working together and doing this. But it will. How can we work together when we can’t keep our hands off one another?”

I smirk, kissing her neck as she grabs my shirt in her fists. I’m so hard for her.

Her words. She has no clue. How much they mean to me. How much I want to hear that she wants me. That none of this matters — just me.

She wants me.

“We’ll find a way.” I tip her chin so she’s looking at me. “I want to know everything there is to know about you, Imogen Jane Anderson. Would you like to stay here tonight? We can order in and talk without the reminder of the Platinum hotel hanging over us.”

She nods. “I’d like that. But I have to go home first… I mean, to Ariana’s and grab some things. I haven’t exactly told her about us.”

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