Ava tossed and turned in her bed, the image of Björn wouldn't leave her alone, she looked at the clock on the bedside table and discovered that it was barely two in the morning, she stirred again and then sat on the edge of the bed, she let out a long sigh.-Björn, Björn, what are you making of me? -He put a hand to his chest and felt his heart pounding. His thoughts aligned with it. -You're crazy, Ava Elizabeth Gray. You are...-she got out of bed and put on a change of clothes to go out, reached for her coat as it was getting quite cold, sneaking out of the house without anyone noticing, including the 7/24 surveillance she had discreetly from Björn.Ava prevented anyone from seeing her went up to one of the hotel elevators. The elevator doors opened before her on the top floor. As she got out, she heard how the doors closed behind her. She hugged herself and went over and over what she would say to Björn. As she was thinking about it, the door

In the morning, Ava had her gaze lost in some fixed point of the cappuccino machine that had been installed weeks ago in the employee cafeteria of the hotel, the beep of the same device made her come out of her thoughts for a moment, she removed the glass and turned to look for a free table where to drink it before going up to the main office and start the workday. That morning she tried to apply a little make-up under her eyes to avoid showing the lines that were easily formed by not having a good rest."Where could she have gone at that hour?" she mentally asked herself. The image of Christine made her lips press together, "That woman..." she denied as she closed her eyes. When she opened them, Thomas, Björn's head of security, was entering the cafeteria -it was her, and two tables at the back of the place were occupied with waitresses- their gazes met, Thomas walked up to her.-Good morning, Miss Gray. Ava smiled half-heartedly.-You know you can tell me

Currently- And how was your day? -he asked to break the silence between the two of them. She just withdrew her gaze to another place and stepped back. Björn noticed her red cheeks, a gesture that, for him, was sexy. What did she think seeing him like that? Did she feel something? Did she care? All questions ran through his head as he looked at Ava, trying to describe the day to her.-I think you'll have a complaint from me to Mrs. Laurent. -Björn raised his eyebrows but then withdrew them when he felt the pinch of pain.- What? Why? -He asked quickly, motioned for her to take a seat in the single chair. She sat down and watched as he stood and started to walk around the room until he stopped to listen to Ava. -Tell me...-Susan tried to provoke me. -Ava didn't want to remember the lousy comment about her body. -I answered him, and I don't doubt he complained from his reaction.  -Björn frowned in a fleeting frown. His face sti

After saying goodbye to her father, she got in the van, and they drove to one of the most famous and expensive jewelry stores in New York City. She chose Melissa Joy Manning, the place that created unique designs and the owner's daughter...she's a friend of Christine's.-What took you so long. -Carter complained as he saw Björn get out of the armored car.-I'm sorry, breakfast was fun..." Björn grimaced as much as he could smile without showing his teeth, which Carter found chilling.-My God, what have you gotten yourself into now? -Björn shook his head and patted his friend on the shoulder.-Let's go inside.They entered the place, and it was minimalist and with crystal designs on the walls, something that attracted Björn's attention.-Before I go back to Germany, can you tell me what will happen in my absence? -Björn looked at a glass cabinet with engagement ring designs.-Just let me get out of your way and

Björn waited impatiently during the elevator ride, and he wanted to see Ava, even if it was just sitting there at her desk immersed in her work. The elevator doors opened, and he walked briskly towards the primary office. Sussan hurriedly got up and flashed him one of the smiles he had for him.-Good afternoon, sir..." Björn stopped in front of the desk and raised a hand for him to stop.-You're fired. -Sussan opened his eyes wide in shock.-But sir..." He nodded slowly.-You're fired. -He remarked in a tone laden with coldness. He placed both hands with open palms and rested them on the surface of the desk. Sussan was frozen in place with his heart pounding. -I don't allow harassment between employees in my hotel. Does it amuse you to shit on others for their appearance?-N-No s-sir..." He gave her a look of restrained anger. She understood that she could not speak.-Go to Laurent and finish your contract. -Björn ordered.