From Boardroom to Bedroom

Nigel’s chest constricted. His driver continued toward Roslyn’s penthouse. No, Sophie Blackwood’s penthouse.

Why the deception? Because of Miranda? To get back at her for some reason? He didn’t know the answers, but he sure as hell deserved them...starting with why she had used him, going so far as to tell him she was falling in love with him.

Going so far as to sleep with him over and over.

Nigel clenched his jaw and willed himself to remain calm. He had to talk to Roslyn...or whatever the hell she wanted to call herself. He had to hear her side, though he couldn’t imagine there was a defense strong enough to make him forget what she’d done or warrant forgiveness.

“Nigel,” Ellen said. “Are you still there?”

“I’m here. I’m on my way to her penthouse right now.”

“I’m sorry,” she said again. “I don’t want you hurt.”

Hurt? Yeah, he was, but bloody furious might be closer to his current mood.

me later?” she

me—you did the right thing. Go enjoy your honeymoon and we’ll

leaned against the side of a pale yellow

This was his Roslyn.

Blackwood with millions of followers. She was clearly a major success—and not at all in need of a job. Yet, she’d come to Green Room Media and infiltrated herself as

clicked through the different thumbnail photos of the videos. She

She looked

tug of arousal when he saw that smile and those curves. No amount of

“Sir, should I wait?”

realized the car had come to a stop. He shoved his phone

not sure how long I’ll be,” he replied. “Just don’t go

“Yes, sir.”

a total stranger. He’d told her he wanted to get to know her more on a deeper

been a lie and Nigel wasn’t leaving