My fingers tightened around my phone as the cab pulled onto the main road.
Twenty missed calls. Twenty. From Alex. Jesus Christ.
My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat.
Why the hell was he calling me so much?
Had he… had he found out?
No. That wasn’t possible.
Was it?
I gritted my teeth as my grip on my phone tightened.
Alex was rich. Powerful. A man who got what he wanted…one way or another.
After all, it was only a few months ago that I had been certain I had disappeared from his radar. That I was free of him.
And yet, somehow, he had managed to find me.
And not just find me—he had cornered me and manipulated the situation so perfectly that I had no choice but to work with him.
So if he had done all that just to get me to work with him, won’t he be able to fi
