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“Don’t use that tone with me. And stop calling me that!”
“I’m not a patient man.”
“You will address me as Miss Locke. I won’t remind you again, and I won’t work with you. High Society has other top-selling publicists. Use one of them.”
“I want you.”
“Too bad.”
“It’s you, or it’s no one.”
“This isn’t my problem.”
Cocking my head to the side, I questioned, “How long do you plan on playing this little game?”
She glared at me again, clenching out, “I won’t be disrespected by you again. You need to address me as Miss Locke—end of conversation.”
“Sweetheart, we’re only getting started.”
“I’m not one of your employees you can treat like shit. Am I making myself clear?”
I resisted the urge to argue, realizing all too quickly that my sweet, innocent girl had changed, and in her place stood a defiant woman who obviously hated me. To make matters worse, HR would have a fucking field day if they knew how I watched her luscious ass sway with each step she took. She knew exactly what she was doing and what I was thinking, which only fueled the fire raging inside me.
Her narrow hips.
Her ample breasts.
With an oversized designer bag tucked in the crook of her arm, she had on more makeup than I remembered her ever wearing.
She was a goddess.
A vision.
Despite her tantrum, our connection was still alive and thriving. It felt like forever had passed, waiting for her to cave into my demands. Although, I wasn’t making it easy on her. I didn’t know how to make anything easy on anyone. I just wasn’t made that way anymore.
Too many emotions and questions tore through my mind in those brief seconds, one right after the other. When she started walking toward me, the clicking sound of her heels vibrated deep within my core with each step. One by one, it added to all the chaos erupting in my mind.
My head already throbbed, a migraine looming, and I was surprised I could still see straight with the uncertainty racing through my body. I didn’t expect the wall she built against me to be this thick or this high, and for the first time in my career, I feared I might lose this takeover.
And that was exactly what this was.
I’d never lost at anything, only her. I couldn’t begin to fathom doing it again. The first time nearly killed me. There was so much I wanted to tell her, and she needed to hear it, but this wasn’t the right moment. She hated me too much.
Once she stood in front of my desk, she leaned forward and spoke with conviction, “You’re not a businessman, Mr. Sinclair.” As soon as the last word left her pouty lips, she backed away and took one last look at me.
I never expected her to add,
“You’re nothing but a devil in a suit.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
CAPRI
"I look at you, and I'm home." —Finding Nemo
I rushed into my mother’s office in our house, knowing she was always there in the evenings. I hightailed it out of that bastard’s estate as if my body was on fire.
Fuck him.
