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I go still when the deep and smoky voice registers in my brain. The one that haunts my soul day and night. My hands freeze in midair as I blink, believing my mind is playing a cruel joke.
He’s not here, Bianca.
Even in my head, it sounds like a futile lie because the next second, his rich scent envelops all the oxygen in the room. I feel his dark presence to the tip of my toes and a shiver crawls up my spine. My traitorous body, betraying me by singing and tingling at the rich timbre of his voice.
I couldn’t possibly have conjured him up, right?
Yet I know it will be him when I turn around.
Time slows down or so it feels, when I slowly turn around with my heart in my throat. A sharp jolt racks my body when I see his handsome face.
He’s here.
Dash is here.
In my city.
Thick emotions get lodged in my throat because he looks like my Dash, but one detail has a visceral reaction pulled out of me. He cut his hair. Closely cropped hair frames his impenetrable green eyes, still piercing and magnificent as ever, with sharp cheekbones that could cut glass and a chiseled jawline hidden beneath his trimmed beard.
His powerful suit is replaced with worn denim jeans and a black button-down with the sleeves rolled. The bare skin of his arms running with veins and a sprinkle of dark hair that make his forearms look sexy. I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of the effect his broad and muscular body has on me.
He looks like the Dash I ran into the first time in his bedroom.
Except, there’s no coldness and darkness radiating from him. The invisible thread that binds us stretches to its limit, ready to snap at any second. While my starving eyes are soaking him in, so are his with such an intensity it steals my breath away.
“Yo-you’re here,” I dumbly whisper, waiting for him to vanish so that I’ll think he was just a figment of my imagination.
“Kitten.”
I jolt again and blink. The shock of seeing him standing a mere foot from me wears off, his earlier question hitting me like a ton of bricks. Does he think he can just waltz back into my life and demand, what? A job?
Hmm, he’s still as arrogant and dominating as ever...
How the fuck does he even know I’m here? Rosa and Iris are the only two people who know and they would never tell him. I guard my expression, summoning all the anger and hurt I felt after he betrayed me, and glare at him.
“What are you doing here?”
“What does it look like, kitten?” he says, stepping further into my space. “I heard you’re hiring and, well… I’m looking for a job.”
“I’m not your kitten.” He fuckingsmiles. And god, I want to throttle him. “And don’t you have your own company to run? Or did you suddenly run it into the ground?”
“I sold my shares to Kian and stepped down as the CEO.”
The information renders me speechless. His company was his blood, sweat, and tears. Afraid of the answer, I still ask, “When?”
“The day you left.” He speaks calmly as though he’s talking about the weather. His perceptive gaze scans my office, memorizing every detail. When it returns to mine, it softens around the edges. Hands in his pockets, he bounces on his feet once and drawls, “So, are you going to be interviewing me or what?”
“I’m not giving you a job.”
“Why? Is the position already filled?”
“I find it hard to believe that you’re poor all of a sudden, Dash. I’m sure you can survive without a job.” He doesn’t miss when I purposely don’t answer his question. “Or did you spend all your billions already?”
“Are those questions part of the interview?”
I forgot how relentless and cunning he can be. I’m not playing into one of his games. Especially when I don’t know the rules. I meant what I said. He and I are over. Being together has never fared well. Besides, you know what they say.
Fool me once, shame on you.
