*Leo*

My blood was still boiling over the meeting with Darion the following day. I was still imagining the way he looked at Bianca. It had taken all of my strength not to punch his arrogant little face in. if Bianca had shown any interest at all, the little brat might not have been so lucky.

I ran my hand through my thick hair as I stepped out of my car and headed toward the doors of the warehouse. It was going to be another grueling morning of paperwork but I was ...