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Thank you! I know you didn’t have to do it.
Guilt dims some of my joy, considering I put him in an impossible situation and basically asked him to lie to one of his friends. I’d hate for Giselle to use my husband like this one day, but at the same time…I would totally understand.
Anytime, anything. You’re part of the family.
Callum is one of the coldest people I’ve ever met in my life, and considering I work with criminals on a daily basis, it means something. His calculating stare has the power to kill an already dead person, and his brown eyes soften only when Giselle is around.
Even though their story is shady as hell, and no one shared many details with me about it, I know he’s totally obsessed with her, and that’s enough for me.
It has been Giselle and me for such a long time, no one giving a shit about either of us while we struggled together since college, so having someone new and as powerful as Callum in our corner feels nice.
There are certain perks when your best friend marries a billionaire.
The reception desk lady sighs in resignation when she sees me again and shakes her head. “I already told you to leave. If you don’t, I’ll call security,” she warns me, although her voice lacks any heat.
“Please check for my name on the list again.”
“Why? Did you do a magic spell?”
I grin. “You could say that.”
“Okay. I’ll do it, but if your name is not on it, you will leave and never come back.”
“Done,” I tell her, placing huge faith in Callum to make sure I got the appointment to see the gods.
I wrinkle my nose, disliking thinking about Octavius in such a way because, based on everything that I know about him, he lacks the selfishness and prettiness of the gods who ruled the mere mortals as they saw fit and indulged in all their vices, treating people as toys they loved to play around with.
He reminds me more of a…brave warrior who’d do anything in order to protect what’s his.
Even kill.
A tremor slides through me at the thought, and I grip the counter, inhaling air in my lungs to give myself some reprieve from the dark and tempting thoughts that speak about the madness living inside me as I don’t find such thoughts disturbing.
In fact, it makes Octavius even more attractive in my mind, and I groan inwardly because a shrink would have told me I’ve lost my mind and probably have a warped sense of morality due to what happened to me.
“I’ll be damned,” the woman mutters, bringing me back to the present, and she looks at me. “Your name is on the list, and your appointment is in five minutes.”
Go, Callum!
“Sweet.”
She snags a paper and places it on the counter. “Read and sign it, please.” I quickly scan it. My parents drilled into me from an early age to read every document carefully, especially the small print. It basically just says how I’m supposed to behave, and everything heard inside the company walls should be kept that way, and if I dare to spread any rumors, legal action would be taken against me.
Octavius really doesn’t play when it comes to his empire, and grabbing a pen, I sign it and slide the document back to her.
She puts it away and replaces it with an ID that has ‘VIP guest’ on it. “Go toward the elevators and take the silver one. Just press it, and it will open. Top floor, and Todd will be waiting for you there to guide you the rest of the way.”
“Todd?” I ask in confusion, wrapping my hand around the ID and wondering what Callum said to get me on the VIP list. Hopefully, he warned Octavius in advance. This way, his friend will spare me a minute just to amuse Callum.
“That’s his secretary. You have to go through him before you enter Mr. Reed’s office,” she explains and then removes the earpiece. “My name is Marta.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah. So was it really a spell that helped you out?” I blink at this and stifle my laughter, forcing a straight face because she seems dead serious. “Because I think my boyfriend is cheating on me, and I could use some help.”
“No.” I fish out my card and give it to her. “But if you need help figuring out what’s going on or why he’s acting weird, I’ve got you.” I’m starting my job in a week, so it won’t hurt scouting for clients now since my new boss agreed to take me in only if I showed good performance in my first month.
“Thanks. I might use your services.”
