She was studying again.
With what she had now, even if she worked hard for another five years, she still might not be able to take over a conglomerate like Bishop Group. She had no idea how ruthless the business world could be.
She was a beautiful woman—too many wolves had their eyes on her. Before long, they'd devour her, bones and all.
Instead of wasting her time here, she'd be better off figuring out how to win his favor.
Xavier Grayson stood beside her for a long moment. She didn't even notice. His gaze darkened, and a cold aura radiated from him. He reached over and clicked—turned off the light.
Chloe Bishop had been absorbed in her studies. Suddenly plunged into darkness, she thought it was a power outage—until the bed dipped beside her and that familiar scent reached her nose.
