Regret Came Too Late

Grace had just spoken those words when something felt wrong. Why did it sound like she was trying to be playful?

The room went dead silent. The only sounds were her and Ethan's breathing. It felt like the energy radiating from him was seeping into her skin.

She didn't really know Ethan, but it was impossible to miss how attractive he was to women. The thought startled her, and she quickly got up from the small stool.

"I should get going, Mr. Henderson."

Grace hurried toward the door, but just as she opened it, his voice stopped her. "I'll have Tim drive you home."

"Sure, thank you."

But the moment she got in the car, regret crept in. Tim clearly wasn't friendly toward her. She could tell by the way he looked her over. Even from the back seat, she could feel the contempt in his eyes.

When they pulled up to her place, she couldn't keep it in any longer. "Mr. Bennett, do you have something against me?"

Tim kept both hands on the wheel, his tone even. "Ms. Lambert, I still don't know what you're after, but whatever it is, I'd be careful if I were you. Mr. Henderson might let it slide once, but you might not get a second chance. He's not exactly the forgiving type."

No one would be able to stop Ethan if she pushed him too far.

hadn't expected a warning about Ethan's temper from his own assistant. To her, Ethan didn't seem as cold and distant as everyone made him out to

said again, "I mean it, Ms. Lambert. There's no stopping him once he

figured he just wanted her to

gave a faint smile. "I'll keep that

to him. One day, she'd

...

made it back to the villa.

in a chair with a book in

walking in and asked,

Tim hummed in response.

page and rested a hand against his cheek, saying nothing. Tim waited about a minute before asking, "Do we need to handle Jessica?" Ethan's lashes

been by Ethan's side for years,

hadn't said a word back then even though she was the reason he had spent two years with injured legs. He just left

he didn't care at all. He rarely stepped in or interfered in Grace's life. Most of the time, he just stayed on the sidelines, only showing the slightest flicker of emotion in

She wanted to check if everything had gone as planned at the hotel and

line was unreachable. A flicker of