Chapter Forty One ~ Liar

"I... I was just lost in thought," I stammer, avoiding eye contact with him.

He pulls me closer, his lips grazing my ear, "Dirty thoughts, Emily? I like that."

I push him away from me. Trying to ignore the heat rising to my cheeks. We step into the luxurious penthouse and the atmosphere changes. It's both familiar and foreign at the same time.

"Where is your father?" I ask, trying to change the subject and how flushed I am.

At what point did I even start having such thoughts?

"He went out for air but he will be back soon," he replies, leading me to the spacious living room with a breathtaking view of the city.

As we sit down, he gestures for me to start talking. I take a deep breath, trying to push aside the distracting thoughts and emotions. I should hate this man. But it seems his mission is succeeding from the way that my heart is beating so fast.

Maybe it’s gratitude that my heart has mistaken for feelings?

"We have a problem, your father's actions are putting my career at