Chapter 55
~ Yvonne ~
"You ran from me last night, Navine," I said, letting a hint of hurt creep into my voice. The kind of vulnerability that always worked on him. "Have you been avoiding me?"
He stood there behind his desk like it could protect him, wearing a bloodstained shirt that piqued my interest.
“That’s not paint, is it?” I asked curiously.
Navine looked at his shirt and looked away, he clearly didn’t want me here and didn’t want me to know what he is up to, but I have my ways of figuring things out.
This was the Navine I loved. The one who existed underneath all that professional bullshit.
"What the hell are you doing here, Yvonne?" His voice was sharp, but I could hear the edge of something else. Desire? Fear? Both, probably.
I moved closer, letting my hips sway just s
