LUCA
I’m on cloud nine. That kiss at the bar? It’s burned into my brain. Her lips, her taste, the way she melted into me—I want more. I need more.
As we walk to her office, I slide up behind her and place my hands on her hips. Not enough. I pull her back into me, groaning as she rubs her ass against my hard-on. f**k. We need to be alone. Fast.
Then Bruce says someone’s waiting in the office.
Instant annoyance.
Then I see him—Liam. Sitting on her desk like he owns the place. Disrespectful little s**t.
And then he opens his mouth.
Smartass comments. Snide jokes. All aimed at GreenLee. I watch her face. She’s holding back. Why? She didn’t hold back with me. What does he have on her?
She’s uncomfortable. I can see it. Feel it.
And I’m getting more pissed by the second.
“Okay, Liam. T
