Michaela’s POV.
After I wiped everything from the laptop that I have done and shut the laptop down, we left the office and made our way back up to my suite to get dressed for the rest of the day and to feed Samson.
Once we are all dressed and ready to leave. There is a knock on my door. I walk over and open the door to see Marco standing there.
“Can I help you?” I ask as I lean against the door and offer him a shy smile. Playing innocent was always a forte of mine, yes I can be manipulative but I don’t always use it to my advantage.
“We need to talk,” Marco says as he looks down at me and I look up at him.
“Of course, come in.” I say, opening the door wider for him to walk in as the song Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen plays in the kitchen.
“Can I get you something to drink?” I ask as I
