Chapter 6

A few minutes later, the heavy double doors to the office were pushed open with a dull thud.

Andrew was first through the door, a trace of annoyance on his face at being dragged away from work, his brow furrowed.

But when he spotted me sitting behind the massive desk, radiating authority with eyes sharp as knives—so unlike the woman he'd met at dinner last night—he instantly froze, feet rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning.

His eyes widened and, in a heartbeat, every ounce of color vanished from his face, leaving him sickly pale, staring in utter…