Page 31 of Reborn to Love You

Eric.

Rosé.

She allowed herself to think of their names. Allowed herself to remember the way he had wrapped his fingers around her neck. And the way the other girl had smiled at Payton as she fell to her death.

No matter what, I’m done!

She got to her feet in a burst of adrenaline, and when someone knocked on her door at that moment, well—

No matter what!

She grabbed the bread knife as she slowly tiptoed toward the door—

“Payton. It’s me.”

N-Niccolò?

She practically flung open the door, and it really was her boss. His golden eyes were haunted, and his gaze brooding. “I know this is...inappropriate. But I just want to—” Niccolò broke off as his gaze strayed to somewhere behind her.

“W-What is it?”

His gaze snapped back to hers. “How do you know Anya?”

His demeanor completely changed all of a sudden, and—

Who in the world was Anya?

But she had no chance to ask, with Niccolò already grabbing her hand and dragging her back inside the suite until they were standing in front of her laptop.

“Her.”

Niccolò pointed at her laptop, which still showed the results of her last search, including photos of...

Rosé.

Chapter Seven

A RUSSIAN HEIRESS.

Niccolò's stalker.

Restraining order.

And that was just the tip of the iceberg. There were so many other crazy things that Anya was guilty of, she could barely wrap her head around it. But most of all—

“She’s thirty-seven? Seriously?”

Niccolò stared at her. “I just told you all the insane stuff that she did, and the first thing that concerns you is her age?"

Right, right.

“I’m sorry. I know I should get my priorities straight, but can I just ask one thing? Do you have any idea what her skincare—”

Okay, she really needed to change the subject with the way her boss was glaring at her.

“So, um, where were we again?”

“Are you sure Anya still hasn’t tried to harm you in any way?”