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She shakes her head as we walk from the elevator banks toward my corner office. “So… Does Massimo Carveli, notoriously psychotic son of the late Luca “The Carver” Carveli, know that his wife is yet another name on the lengthy list of Alistair Black’s conquests?”
Katerina, my assistant, does a spectacular job of keeping her gaze firmly on her computer screen and pretending she didn’t hear what Taylor just said. All the same, I clear my throat to get her attention.
“That was never said out loud, and I send you on a one-week trip to the tropical destination of your choice on the corporate card. Deal?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Black, what was never said?”
Yeah, there’s a reason Katerina has lasted in this job when so many before her haven’t.
“Excellent. How’s your sister, by the way?”
“Still married, Mr. Black,” she smiles sweetly.
“Let me know if that changes?”
“You’ll be the first one I tell.”
Taylor rolls her eyes as we step into my office. “You’re a walking cautionary HR training video.”
“And Katerina appreciates my sense of humor.” I drop the file onto my desk and turn to her. “You were saying?”
“I was asking if Massimo knew that you’ve fucked his wife.”
“What do you think?”
“I think if he did, knowing his reputation, you’d be dead right now,” she says with an arched brow. “Or, at the least, without your dick still attached to your body.”
“You’re amazing at these pre-meeting motivational talks, Tay. You should really take this act on the road.”
She grins before she shakes her head. “For real, though. What’s the story with?—”
“We’re going to be late.”
4
ELOISE
Ten years ago:
“We think you’d be a great addition to The Order, Eloise.”
My cheeks flush hotly as Ansel’s dark blue eyes hold mine. The senior, who towers over me, grins a charming, dazzlingly white smile. Before I realize it, he’s reaching out and putting a hand on my arm.
I shiver when his strong fingers touch the bare skin above my elbow, just below the cuff of my short-sleeved shirt.
“I think you’d be a great addition, too.”
Christ, he’s handsome. As if I needed any confirmation of that opinion, the girls behind me giggle amongst themselves as I simmer under Ansel’s gaze.
“You’ll come to the informational meeting for prospective new members next week?”
“I—”
“She’ll be there,” Demi blurts from behind me.
Ansel’s eyes stay on mine another second. “Yes?” he nods.
“Yes,” I reply, nodding right along with him. “Yes, I’ll be there.”
