Chapter Fifteen

Williams made it all the way up the stairs to his wing of the estate before he stopped.

Celine was somewhere up there, and he couldn’t face her in such a vulnerable state. The last time he had let his emotions get the better of him, he had planted a kiss on her lips. A kiss he couldn’t forget. He also couldn’t stop thinking of the way she’d felt between his body and the wall. Perfect. Alluring. Dangerous.

He needed to keep a clear head around her. No love or lust something was needed. No emotions required except the desire to know her secret, to unravel her. He knew she was hiding something. The look on her face when he had asked her about her true identity was proof enough. He also had to know what her relationship was with Natasha.

That was the chief reason why he had brought her to this estate. Nothing more or less. It wasn’t because he felt sorry for her. Certainly not because of the heat she ignited in his body whenever he saw her. He needed her safe until he had dug up everythin