Fourty Eight

We didn't return to my apartment, but headed to the penthouse, where Maven lived when he was in New York. And since then he's been silent with a cold face that's been able to scare me to say anything.

"Rhysand del Millero ..." Maven hangs up, and I swallowing as I prepare myself for what he's about to say. "Since when did you get close to that guy?"

The tone of disapproval was so clear. I know Maven enough that I know what makes his dislike Rhysand, aside from my lies of course.

"We met two years ago." I answered.

"And you got closer to him when you and Jordan were in a relationship?" he asked without looking at me, keeping his focus on the road in front of us.

"Big Man Company and RID Millero are working together, they want me to be a temporary employee of RID Millero."

"So you're like collateral?" Maven snorted.

I frowned. "Your language is not pleasant to hear at all."

"So what else?"

"It was just an exchange." I grimaced to myself. "He needs a substitute assistant."

"He could find