The restaurant Julian chose was nestled on a private, heavily guarded pier overlooking the Capital Port harbor, completely closed off to the public for the evening. Candlelight danced across the crisp white tablecloth, and the sound of gentle waves hitting the wooden dock provided a soothing melody that washed away the lingering stress of the corporate boardroom.
Chloe took a slow sip of her vintage champagne, looking across the table at Julian. Without his formal silk tie and sharp vest, with his top two shirt buttons undone, he looked younger, dangerous, and incredibly magnetic."You promised no business talk tonight, Mr. Sterling," Chloe teased softly, setting her crystal glass down."And I intend to keep that promise, Chloe," Julian said, his obsidian eyes locking onto hers with a heat
