Cynric's message had popped up on her screen. Something was telling her it was him. Better safe than sorry, she thought. She'd also seen how Nick's gaze was slowly turning to the bright screen on her bedside table.
Even when she was down with a fever, her reflexes were fast. Fast enough to save herself from a million questions and billions of dollars. Oh, they would have definitely removed her from the will if they ever found out she was involved with the Zelinskys.
"Nick," she whispered his name, a little too seductively. His attention was cut and placed right onto her, like she had cast the quickest spell ever to exist.
"Kiss me..." Her voice held command, power to change the chemistry of his mind. He had to overlook that she was sick, and that his body was twisted uncomfortably ov
