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

be fine,” he lied. “Thank you for telling me—you did the right thing. Go enjoy

heart sank when a smiling brunette popped up onto the screen. She casually leaned against the side of a pale yellow sofa. She wore a pretty floral dress with very little makeup and she

This was his Roslyn.

job. Yet, she’d come to Green Room Media and infiltrated herself as a consultant, going so far as to sleep with her boss...and for what? Obviously something to do with

videos. She certainly did look different with all that rich

hell. She looked

got that tug of arousal when he saw that smile and those curves.

“Sir, should I wait?”

to a stop. He shoved his phone back into his pocket and reached for the

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

“Yes, sir.”

confronted Ms. Blackwood. Right now she felt like a total stranger. He’d told her he wanted to get to know her more on

past few weeks had been a lie and Nigel wasn’t leaving here until

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