Flashback; The day Julian came to Zoe’s house to see her.)
Julian’s Pov
I’m not a man who cares about a woman outside of s*x. I let that protective instinct die a long time ago. But ever since the 5:6 beauty called Zoella walked into my life, I've found myself acting out of character.
I shouldn’t be thinking about her.
I knew that.
I kept telling myself that.
I shouldn't even be doing what I was currently doing, which was driving to her house. But even as I drove, my hand tightening around the steering wheel, my mind kept circling back to Zoe — the way she had looked when she had come into my office to give me a file. She had avoided eye contact but when she eventually looked at me, I could tell that she was disturbed.
Something was wrong.
And I hated not knowing what it was. But
