Rhysand’s POV
“There’s a call for you on line one!” the secretary alerted me all of a sudden.
It was rare. Only clients called the company lines, and I wasn’t expecting any call from any client—none I could think of.
“Okay, I’ll get it,” I responded.
“Hello, Rhysand Warner on the line.”
“Hey there, Rhys. It’s been a long time. I’m sure you know who’s speaking.”
“Of course I do. What do you want?”
“Straight to the point already, like the serious gentleman you are. How are you? I miss you and I wanted us to meet.”
“Not here, Sandra,” I hissed as I rubbed my forehead with my left hand. “Call my direct line and stop acting like this,” I replied, hanging up the phone.
Ting… the message came in:
“I’m at your office. Ask your secretary to let me in if you want to see me too—and if you m
