ROMAN
I stared Jerome down, arms folded, trying not to let my irritation show. "Did you really have to scare her like that?"
Jerome's mouth curved in that almost-smile he gets when he's holding back a laugh. "Boss, that's your fiancée's sister. I didn't know how I was supposed to act. I was… surprised."
"I know who she is," I said quietly. My jaw flexed. "You don't need to remind me." He raised a brow, cautious now. "I just hope you know what you're doing."
I looked past him, at the spot where Eve had been standing only minutes ago, her scent still clinging to the air—sweet, soft, and dangerously addictive. "I like her," I said simply. It wasn't an excuse. It was the truth.
Jerome let out a long breath, his eyes softening for just a second. "As long as you're happy." That'
