His eyes met hers, the anger in them evident. His jaw hardened and he stood, rounding his desk to stand directly in front of her.
He asked her again, his tone commanding but laced with worry and concern. "What is the meaning of this, Miss Cole?"
She averted her gaze. She knew her eyes were now inevitably filled with tears. Tears of shame, embarrassment and disgust. She felt his fingers under her chin and he forced her to look at him. When she did, he let go of her and moved behind his desk.
"Cecilia, tell Lawrence to wait for me in front of the building."
He slammed the phone back into the receiver.
Her eyes widened. "What are you going to do?"
"Stay put, Miss Cole." He said, ignoring her question. He was almost out of the door when she caught up with him, grabbing him by the ar
