Anton’s POV
"What the f**k do I do, Flynn?"
"You know I can't tell you what to do." he said, looking at me over the rim of his coffee cup.
After talking with Ana I'd made up some excuse - look at that, lying again - and went to Flynn's office.
"I'm asking for your advice. I need you to do what the f**k I'm paying you for." I snapped.
He chuckled, not even trying to conceal it at this point and said, "Anton, do you think that you need to keep this secret from her?"
"I don't f*****g know." I said, running a hand through my hair. "I feel like if I tell her she'll leave."
"So you want to keep her under false pretenses?" he questioned, eyebrow raised.
"I just want to keep her period."
"Well do you think that's possible by lying? She's bound to find out eventually, and even if she doesn
