Danica's heart rate increased. Mixed feelings of excitement, intimidation and fear, smearing over her. However, a warming smile escaped her because he came. She was happy that he obliged her request and said to return the next day. She saw from his back that he wasn't a beast or anything. Even though she hadn't seen his face, she was sure that it wasn't going to be a scary one. Loney sat thoughtfully in the office. For the first time, he couldn't concentrate on work. He waited in anticipation of what Danica wanted to tell him. He was completely clueless as to what her demand will be but the thought of seeing her again in a few hours was immeasurable. He wished he could express himself in front of her. He wished he could be bold again like he was in college. He was strong, handsome, dominant and had control over top politicians, billionaires and even the mafia. He feared no one but why did he feel nervous when it came to Danica? She would never guess the effect she has on him because

Everything began to make sense to Danica. She discerned that Loney was doing this because he thought she was Daniella. However, she didn't know what Daniella did to him. She struggled as to whether she should pretend to be Daniella or confess. Still, she feared that maybe Daniella would be in trouble if she exposed her. Therefore, she thought against confessing but how could she pretend to be Daniella? She didn't know so much about her sister except the things she had told her. Therefore, this was also not an option. She finally settled on one thing, to play neutral, which would mean telling a lie. She comforted herself with the fact that Loney would let her go after she delivers the child and would never know the truth. That way, she and her sister would both be safe. "I am not Daniella. My name is Danica." Loney froze. His mind went into deep thought. He couldn't piece it all together. He sensed that something formidable was going on. Yet he had no way of knowing exactly what it wa

Danica's grip tightened around the mop, her stomach heated up. The sound of Loney's voice made her heart stop. She feared knowing who Loney truly was. She was frozen to the spot. She turned her head to meet his form. Her heart rate increased. His hairy well-sculpted chest, inviting exposed. He was only in his boxers. She quickly looked away. When Loney realized she didn't move, he strode towards her. He placed one hand gently on her shivering one on the doorknob, used his other hand to lift her chin, his eyes bored into hers. Danica felt hot flashes at his touch, she bit her lower lip, her heart thumped. She tried to look away, catching sight of something still red on his hand, then his head. Her heart froze. Worry saturated her, she couldn't tell why. Her voice shook as she spoke, "sorry, I was cleaning the bloodstains. I didn't mean to intrude." Loney's gaze darkened, "that isn't your job. You are supposed to be sleeping," his sounded alluring, Danica felt her muscles tighten. "Y

Ray couldn't take it anymore and decided to threaten Loney with something so dear. "Let's see you try. That presidential project might just go down," he sarcastically said, while he waited in anticipation of Loney's response. Surprisingly, The line went silent for almost a minute. Ray confirmed he had hit a sour spot in Loney this time. Internally, he gleaned with joy. However, when Loney spoke, he shocked the hell out of him. "I think I have tolerated this nonsense well enough. It's time it comes to a halt. This is your last warning. If anything happens with that contract, be it natural or man-made, it's on you and I will make sure that I kill you with my bare hands, and feed your useless corps to the vultures." Ray froze at the end of the line. He knew that Loney never made ideal threats therefore, without another word, he ended the call. Loney wasn't comforted. This was a big project and he wasn't going to let anything go wrong. Even though he knew his warning had sunk deep, he st

Loney was expectant. He couldn't wait to hear what Danica had to say to him. "Go ahead." Then, he recalled something and said, "Just a minute, I'll be right back." Danica sat back on the sofa while he strode out of the room to the truck and returned, a box in hand. "This is for you. You don't have to go through Paul to speak with me anymore." Even before she opened the box, she could tell by his word that it was a phone. Something tickled inside her. It was more than just appreciation. It was more of a connection. 'Does he feel the same way I feel about him?' She was in a daze. "Thank you," she muttered, her face lit. Her hand shook slightly with excitement, as she took out the phone from the box. This could only mean one thing, that Loney was beginning to trust her. However, Loney noticed her excitement and knew she might be thinking of calling her friend and especially when he recalled them speaking through Dr Jeff's phone with a J word they mentioned which he guessed to be a name,