Roman's P.O.V
A handshake?
A fúcking handshake?!
After that soft moment between us, that minute of silent understanding when it felt like I could see through her soul, all she parted with was a handshake.
I wanted to destroy something.
I pushed off my desk, turning towards the windows. It gave the view of the lawn and the pool out back, I tried to calm my simmering blood, but f**k it, I was pissed.
Pissed, enthralled and stunned out of my mind.
Calista had always been a weakness I was trying to master, but sassy, business-minded, cold, and detached Calista— My ultimate undoing.
She could ruin me, and I would have a fúcking smile on my face while she did.
“Cazzo!”
Outside, the lawnmower purred to life. The sound faded into the background of my thoughts.
Her perfume lingered in th
