The next day, the air between them got even thicker, pressing between them like glass. Ariana woke up with a new resolve. If he wanted their relationship to be nothing but business then that was exactly what he was going to get.
At 6:45 a.m., she exited the house and was met by his car waiting at the entrance. It was an arrangement they had both agreed upon. She quietly went to the car, opened the front door, and sat down.
Vincent’s jaw ticked when he saw her at the front, disobeying his several warnings. But he wasn’t in the mood for another argument, so he let it slide.
The drive to the tower was awfully quiet with neither of them saying a word to each other, only stealing glances at themselves every once in a while. From the rear mirror, Ariana saw Vincent glance at her several times
