“Take these to the CEO.”

The stack of files in Seraphina’s hands, from the PA, felt heavier than it should have, probably because of the detailed overload of schedule for Vnox’s upcoming appointments.

Seraphina nodded, but her stomach gutting at the thought of seeing him again after what had happened yesterday.

After the way his fingers had brushed over her cheek and how he had whispered in her ear, “Stop pretending.”

It was the second time he was saying that to her and she ...