Seraphina felt sick.

She stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door shut and kicking her sandals off from her feet.

This was a nightmare.

Interning at his company meant she’d be around him, HIM.

Rather literally, she yanked out her phone from the drawer by her bedside, fumbling with the gadget while her fingers trembled.

She needed to talk to someone, right now; before she lost her mind.

Finding Mia's contact wasn't hard at all since she had already added it to her speed ...