NICHOLAS
After my little altercation with Emily that morning, I got the call I’d been waiting for. Ted had beat the location out of Castillo. The shipment was secured. As for Castillo… he left in pieces, boxed neatly and sent express to his brother.
Nothing could ruin my day.
I gripped the steering wheel with a grin tugging at my lips as I took the turn toward the office. But my mind wasn’t on business.
It was on her.
Emily, pressed beneath me, struggling like a wild thing. That damned white dress, thin as paper, still clinging to her curves. I hadn’t meant to study her, but I’d noticed everything. The freckles scattered across her face like constellations. The defiant blue of her eyes. The full lips that looked better twisted in rage than they ever would in submission.
She questione
