Petyr glanced at his phone screen, his jaw tightening as he saw the caller ID. Without hesitation, he declined the call and tossed the phone onto my dresser.
"Petyr, that could be important –"
"Not more important than this," he said, his eyes burning into mine. "Not more important than you telling me who's sabotaging my company."
The intensity in his voice made my pulse quicken but I said nothing, still debating whether telling him was a sensible choice at all.
But before I could make a decision, he stepped closer, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body.
"You were about to warn me," he said quietly. "Even after everything between us, you were going to protect me."
"It's not about protecting you," I said, but my voice came out breathless. "It's about doing wha
