Beautiful, Expensive and Cold.
A receptionist immediately walked toward me.
“Miss Vale?”
“Yes.”
“Mr. Hale is waiting for you.” She led me toward a private elevator.
A few moments later, the doors opened. I stepped into a quiet hallway.
At the end was a private room. The receptionist stopped.
“He is inside.” I nodded.
“Thank you.” She walked away. For a moment, I stood outside the door.
Then I took a slow breath. And entered.
Victor Hale was sitting beside the large window.
The city lights shone behind him.
He looked relaxed and Comfortable.Like he had been expecting me for hours.
He turned his head when I entered. A slow smile appeared on his face.
“Miss Vale.Mr. Hale.”
He stood. Victor was an older man, but there was nothing weak about him.
His suit was perfectly fitted a
