Arba’s POV
That night, we stayed <b>at </b>the castle–like hotel. For the first time in my life, I spent the night in a presidential suite. My room was right next to Grayson’s.
And yet… even in that huge, soft, luxurious bed, I still couldn’t sleep. My mind just wouldn’t <b>shut </b>off.
Jace’s threats were still echoing in my <b>ears</b>. And knowing him, he was definitely the kind of guy who’d do <b>anything </b><b>to </b>get standing in his way, Leould only pray I’d <b>never </b>have to cross paths with him again–<b>and </b>stay as far away as possible.
I didn’t fall asleep until deep into the night. <b>And </b>when my phone rang the next morning. I was still half–asleep.
Yawning, I grabbed my phone. It was an email From Apex Headquarters.
I stared at the screen for 3 seconds… and then let out <b>a </b>scream.
rid of someone
The next second, I jumped out of bed, bolted <b>out </b>of my room, and ran straight down the <b>hall </b>to Grayson’s door. I jammed the doorbell with my thumb like a maniac
The door opened almost immediately. He was already dressed, looking calm and put–together. “What’s wrong-?”
“I GOT PROMOTED TO MARKETING MANAGER!” I screamed, waving my phone in his face.
He blinked in surprise, then smiled. “Congrattions.”
“Oh my god. My god! Do you know what this means? Most people <b>work </b>their whole careers at Apex and never evene close to this. title. I can’t believe I got it <b>in </b>just <b>four </b>years!”
“You’ve worked harder than most people. You deserve this, <b>Aria</b>”
1 sucked in a breath, trying to calm my racing heart. My checks were burning as I looked up at him.
“And… thank <b>you</b><b>. </b>I know you had a big part in this
He raised an eyebrow. “What do you <b>mean</b>?”
“Well, I know without you, someone with my experience would never be considered. This promotion is your way of making it up to me
-for <b>what </b>I lost because of Delh and Jace.”
“No. You’ve got it all <b>wrong</b>” His voice was steady. “All I did was submit your name to HR as a candidate. The final decision Wis entirely by them <b>and </b>the marketing VP. They chose you because they were impressed–by you.”
1 froze, staring at him with wide eyes.
Wait really!
<b>made </b>
I thought the rumors Jace’spread about me hadpletely ruined my career. <b>But </b>it turns out, not only did I not lose anything because of Jace–<b>his </b>sabotage backfired and ended up pushing me even higher. Now I was his superior. Talk about karma.
“Wow. I can’t believe this,” I murmured.
“I always believed <b>you </b>could do it,” Grayson said softly, <b>his </b>grey eyes sparkling. “But don’t get toofortable. Your first six months as <b>a </b>manager are a <b>probationary </b>period. You’ll need to prove your worth with real numbers if you <b>want </b>to keep the title.”
I nodded hard. “I will I promise.”
He checked his watch. “I’ve got to head to the summit now. The car’s waiting downstairs<b>.</b><b>” </b>
I stepped aside quickly. “Right, sorry! Don’t let me keep you
“No I mean we should find time to properly celebrateter.” He <b>gave </b>me a smile <b>that </b>made my heart <b>skip </b>a beat. “How about dinner at 82 I’ll <b>have </b>my <b>assistant </b>send <b>you </b>the <b>location</b>.”
9:48 AM ?
I almost melted under that smile. “Y–yeah.. I’d love that.”
“Then I’ll see you tonight<b>, </b>Aria.”
As soon as he shut the door, I ran back to my room, jumped onto the bed, and screamed into <b>my </b>pillow like a lunatic.
Work, the contract, my rtionship with him–everything was moving <b>so </b>great! He hadn’t said a word about “keeping our distance” again. Maybe that meant he changed his <b>mind</b>… maybe it meant I <b>could </b>still stay by his side.
It was only morning, but the day already felt magical.
After rolling around in bed and grinning like an idiot for a while, I finally pulled myself together and got dressed.
I decided to keep this good energy going. Use the luck while itsted.
I decided to visit a client,
And I moved fast. Half an hourter, I was already in a cab <b>heading </b>toward a private estate in the northern area of Silver Creek Pack.
On the <b>way</b>, I skimmed through the client profile <b>again</b>.
The client’sst name was Elrod. Incredibly wealthy family. Landing them would be a massive win. But they were known for being arrogant and picky–Apex had sent dozens of people to negotiate, and none had seeded.
Creek
But since I was <b>already </b>in Silver Creek, it felt wrong not to give it a shot. Even if my chances were also slim.
The cab dropped me off at the giant iron gate. I walked the <b>long </b>road to the estate under the zing sun, sweating like crazy, and it took nearly 30 minutes just to reach the house.
The butler <b>with </b>an iron face received me. After exining why I was here, he made me <b>wait </b>another hour before finally saying the master would meet me by the pool.
Weird ce for a business meeting. But I wasn’t going toin. At least I got to meet this mysterious master.
A man was swimmingps when I got there. A line of omega <b>staff </b><b>stood </b>nearby holding towels and drinks.
I stood there politely, waiting. I figured he’d get out soon. But when he got close, he suddenly did a turn and kept swimming <b>like </b>I didn’t even exist. I <b>mean</b>, <b>seriously</b>?
Another 20 minutes passed. I started to lose my patience.
Suddenly
SLPASH!
Soineone dumped <b>a </b>huge chunk of water right on me.
<b>“</b>Ahhh!” I screamed, soaked and stunned.
What The Actual. Hell!
I wiped water off my <b>face </b>and heard loudughter. The swimmer had floated over to <b>the </b>edge and <b>was </b>nowughing so hard he was practically choking.
My face turned red with embarrassment and anger. “Mr. Elrod, what <b>was </b>that supposed <b>to </b>mean-
Suddenly I stopped.
I recognized that face!
It <b>was </b><b>him</b>. The red–haired, blue–eyed guy from the ballst night–the <b>one </b>who asked me to dance <b>and </b>got refused.
“Recognize me now?” he grinned, shing perfect teeth. “You looked hot and miserable. Thought I’d help you <b>cool </b>off.”
“Wait… it’s you? Mr. Elrod?” I was so stunned that I forgot all about my anger. “Oh my god, if I’d known <b>who </b>you werest night-
“You’d have danced with me?” he snorted, climbing out of the pool.
Water rolled down his perfect <b>chest </b>and abs. He looked like a swimsuit model. Then <b>I </b>noticed that his swim <b>trunks </b>were way too tight. I <b>quickly </b>averted my gaze, face burning
“So, I heard you’re here to pitch me something?” he asked.
“Ummm, yes. I’m Aria Collins from Apex’s marketing department. If you have a moment, I’d love to talk about <b>a </b>natural gas development
“psodood
He casually toweled off, took an iced tea from an omega, and flopped into a lounge chair.
“Sure, I’m all cars.” He raised an eyebrow at me.
I stared at him. He <b>wanted </b>me to pitch here? By the pool? While he <b>was </b>pratically half–naked?
“Ares
you gonna talk or what? I don’t have all day,” he clicked his tongue.
“K–right. Of course I forced a smile.
Noptop. No projector. I handed him printed slides and he didn’t even reach for them. So I could only talk. Thankfully I had the whole thing memorized.
<b>But </b>after 20 minutes of presenting, <b>I </b>noticed he <b>had </b>shut his eyes.
“Mr. Elrod, are <b>you </b>even listening?”
He yawned. “God<b>, </b>you’re still going? You really like to hear yourself talk, <b>huh</b><b>?</b>”
1 bit back my growing irritation. “Do you have any questions about what I’ve said so far?”
He suddenly turned to face me. “Actually, I do”
“Please go ahead”
“I heard you’d let апуопе fuck <b>you </b>to close <b>a </b>deal. That true?”
I jumped up, the papers in myp scattering everywhere.
“Excuse me?!” I snapped.
He smirked. <b>“</b>Also heard you lost a multi–million–dor contract <b>and </b><b>had </b>to sleep around to make up for it. That also true?”
“That’splete bullshit. Where the hell did you-”
“I told him.“A new
ew voice answered.
Ispun
Jare
around <b>as </b><b>a </b><b>man </b>walked in.
He stepped out from, smirking <b>and </b>strode over to hug the master here.
“<b>Zane </b>Elrod, look <b>at </b>you! Haven’t changed a bit.”
“Hey man<b>! </b>I missed you.”
I stood there, eyes wide.
You’ve GOT to be kidding me.