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.

text or call me later?” she asked. “I’m worried

fine,” he lied. “Thank you for telling me—you did the right thing. Go enjoy your honeymoon and we’ll talk when you get

casually leaned against the side of a pale yellow sofa. She wore a pretty floral dress with very little makeup and she was actually barefoot and holding a glass of wine.

This was his Roslyn.

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

of the videos. She certainly did look different

hell. She looked sexier, more

of arousal when he saw that smile and

“Sir, should I wait?”

shoved his phone back

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

“Yes, sir.”

Right now she felt like a total stranger. He’d told her he wanted to get to know her more on a deeper level, but he’d had no idea he didn’t know her

past few weeks had been a lie and Nigel wasn’t leaving here until he got the answers