ELLE’S POV
I had just gotten Amelia into bed, her breathing coming at a steady lull, when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I, for one, thought it was management sending me another email for a quick second. But my heart raced when I looked at the screen.
“Incoming Call: CEO- King Enterprise.”
I narrowed my eyes. They never called directly. This wasn’t routine.
Dragging the phone to my ear, I said levelly, “Yes?”
Into the silence slotted a familiar voice, deep, piercing, impossible to mistake.
Jordan.
Jordan: “Why are you being stubborn? I see it now… you’re too stubborn.”
I froze, phone hand gripped tight. He had the nerve to call me up himself — taunting, testing. My heart was pounding, but I worked the dread from my voice.
So, Jordan, we’re finally getting to read your face thr
