Chapter 3

Leila bolted out, crying her eyes out.

The moment the door slammed shut, I felt the last shred of my dignity being torn apart.

"Why are you doing this to me?" With my eyes red and swollen, I confronted him, "Are you happy now that everyone thinks there's something between us?"

Jonathan's fingers lingered on my spine, counting each vertebra slowly.

A soft laugh escaped him, as if my words were nothing but a joke. "Eloise, you're covered in my scent. Everyone in the company knows you belong to me."

He suddenly yanked his hand away and pushed me away.