Cecilia's pov
I fled Sebastian's office like a startled deer, my heart hammering in my chest as I wobbled down the hallway.
My heels clacked against the polished floor, every step more unsteady than the last - as if I'd downed an entire bottle of whiskey.
My treacherous Jimmy Choos finally decided they'd had enough of my reckless escape and got their revenge.
My ankle twisted violently beneath me.
"s**t!" I hissed, pain shooting up my leg as I grabbed the wall for support.
I limped back to my office, leaning heavily against anything that would hold me upright.
Fantastic. One run-in with Alpha "Emotionally Unavailable and Inconveniently Gorgeous"and I was already falling apart.
Note to self: Women should lock their hearts tight - with industrial-grade steel, maybe a padlock, or thre
