River didn't realize Romina had blocked him—again. He waited for a reply but got nothing. So, he tried calling her.

Only to find out the call wouldn't go through.

"She blocked me again? Seriously, that's like the hundredth time today," he

grumbled.

Giving up on trying to reach her, River took a few selfies before taking off the new clothes. He decided to have them dry-cleaned tomorrow before wearing them

again.

Too bad Romina only gave him one set.

She bought so many clothes-why couldn't she have given him two sets? Then

he could wear something she picked out every day.

Wait, what?

River froze.

What was he even thinking?

were supposed to be

her to give him clothes? Why

gave him

words flashed through his mind her teasing suggestion that maybe he liked Romina, or even... loved

shut it down

been butting heads for years. All he ever thought

how to beat her at her own game, how to steal her clients and block

just as ruthless with

he didn't exactly hate her. But

No way.

rotten by now. Every York man, once

he definitely wasn't like

this. No way I'm in love with Romina,"

to the past-beyond the open battles and hidden schemes. There were other moments. Little things. Times when it wasn't about business. He had acted differently around her. Maybe even gone

liked seeing her angry. It gave

her mad, she'd probably storm

Romina restarted

into the

was late. The house was quiet. All the

six in the morning until ten at night. If the masters

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