Reid
I should have been focused.
I should have been thinking about the investors. The men in that ballroom who had the power to shift billions with a single conversation. About strategy, image, control.
But the second Fallon stepped out of the bedroom, every rational thought left my head.
And for the first time in a long time, I forgot how to breathe.The dress was red.
Not just any red—dangerous red. The kind that warned you something lethal was coming and dared you to get closer anyway.
And God help me, I wanted to.
The silk clung to her in all the right places, draping over her curves like it had been tailored by the devil himself. The slit ran obscenely high, revealing just enough of her leg to be sinful. And the neckline?
Designed for destruction.
Her hair was swept to one sid
