Chapter 15
Lyra
Roman’s hand extended toward me, steady and firm, his icy blue eyes watching me closely. “Pleasure to do business with you, Miss Winters,” he said, his tone smooth and detached.
I hesitated for a fraction of a second before placing my hand in his. His grip was firm, his fingers tightening just slightly before letting go. I nodded, unsure how else to respond.
Anthony collected the contract and pen, his movements efficient as always. “I’ll go and process these papers, Mr. Lennox,” he said before stepping out, leaving me alone with Roman.
I watched Anthony leave, my thoughts wandering. What did he think about all of this? He knew the deal was nothing more than a contract, a calculated arrangement for mutual benefit. Did he judge me for it? Did he think less of me for agre
