Killian’s thick perfume clogged my nose when my face collided with his hard, defined chest.
My face burned with embarrassment as I straightened, dragging my fingers across the yellow sundress that covered me.
"Miss Morozcov? I told you I would get him for you."
Killian’s secretary, Ruth, was cut off by another man who stood in the room. His blond hair fell into his harsh blue eyes in waves. "Stella?"
He stormed towards me, and my eyes darted to meet Killian’s. His jaw was clenched as he stared back at me, but he said nothing to stop the man from approaching me.
Instinctively, my back buried into the door, moving away from him.
"It's you. It's really you." The man pulled me into a hug, his biceps clogging my throat and forcing me to cough.
"You said you just wanted to see her, now y
