“Right away, sir.”
“Well, I’ll be damned,” Gio says.
“I can’t believe she’s here,” Gui adds.
I gesture to the door. “You both need to leave.”
“Aww, come on, my day was just about to get interesting,” Gio says.
“Yeah, we’ve been busy working, and now you’re not even going to give us our source of entertainment?” Gui asks.
“Out. Now. Both of you,” I bark, but before they’re able to exit, Sheila pushes the door open and in walks Liana looking gorgeous as fucking ever in a long ivory coat with her loose waves draped around her shoulders. When I look at her eyes, there’s a fire behind them I’m sure everyone can sense.
“Uh, excuse us,” Gio says.
“But—” Gui says, as Gio continues to push him toward the door. Liana watches them until Sheila shuts it, leaving us alone. Only then does she turn back around to look at me with that fire still in her eyes.
“Sheila, huh?” she says with a lift of her brow.
That wasn’t exactly what I expected to hear out of her.
“I didn’t realize you’re in the habit of dating your employees.”
Ahhh, of course. I forgot I brought Sheila into Liana’s boutique a few times and asked her to dress her for some events we had to go to. They were all work events, but I’m sure Liana has no idea of that little detail. Thatwasmy intention after all.
“Does that bother you?”
“Now, why would it bother me? What you do with your personal life doesn’t affect me.”
“Is there a reason you’re here, Liana?” I ask, raising a brow at her. I know Tomasso told the kid to throw the Combine, andthe way she’s fidgeting her fingers tells me she’s here to have a conversation she didn’t think she’d be having.
It brings a fucking smile to my face.
She narrows her gaze and squares her shoulders. “Don’tsmirkat me. You know why I’m here.”
Pushing myself up from my seat, I stroll around my desk and stop in front of Liana. Her delicious scent draws me in, captivating me with a desire that’s consumed my life for six years.
“Can I take your coat?”
“I don’t plan on being here long, so I’m good. Thanks.” She brushes past me like I’m nothing, taking a seat in one of the chairs across from my desk.
When I sit back down at my desk, she’s sitting tall in her chair—chin up—poised like a fucking queen, and her gaze is sharp on mine. It fucking excites me for what’s to come.
“Tomasso Caruso wants Colton Taylor to throw his performance at the Combine,” she says, getting straight to the point.I like it.
I raise my hand and rest it under my chin, waiting for her to continue.
She raises a brow at me. “But I’m sure you already knew that.”
I smirk. “It’s possible.”
“How can you sit there smiling, knowing you’re about to ruin not one but two people’s lives? People who haven’t doneanythingto you.”
“I can do it with a smile because I know it’ll get me what I want in the end.”
Liana’s pretty pink lips part, but no words come out.
“Well?” I say, eager to hear what else she has to say on this matter.
