Chapter 45
~ Hailey ~
Navine gestured to the chair across from his desk. "Sit."
I sat, my spine rigid, my hands folded in my lap to hide their trembling. He moved around to his side of the desk, putting that barrier between us again. The power dynamic restored.
He didn't sit. Just stood there, looking down at me, his expression carved from stone.
"You can keep your job," he said finally.
Relief flooded through me so fast it made me dizzy. But before I could respond, he held up a hand.
"But there are conditions. Rules and regulations you must follow if you're going to work here."
Of course there were. I forced myself to nod. "Okay."
"First," he said, his voice taking on that CEO tone—authoritative, brooking no argument. "You will never mention anything about me and Yvonne to anybod
