Steven's expression soured, a shadow of displeasure crossing his eyes.
"How was I supposed to know you have so many men in your life to protect? First one, now another. Ryan made a mistake, yet you actually came for him. Zephyra, are you just charitable to everyone?"
Gordon, not daring to listen any further, discreetly excused himself and gently closed the door behind him.
"That's my business," I retorted. "Are you going to negotiate or not? If not, I'm leaving."
He went to all this trouble to force me here; he definitely had something to say.
Steven leaned back against the headboard, his refined features cool and unreadable.
"If you walk out that door, I'm sending him to jail."
I stared at him, at the face I had once loved more than anything, and realized it was possible to grow to hate it.
"You haven't shown me any proof. What if you're bluffing?"
He remained perfectly still. "You can take that chance."
"..."
Fine. Seeing Steven beaten up like this, I decided not to risk it.
I stood my ground, looking down at him, unable to fathom what he was thinking.
"What do you really want? Just say it. I have to meet someone this afternoon and I don't have time to waste with you."
Steven's gaze locked onto mine, his thin lips pressed into a firm line. "Come here."
"Can't you say it from there? Or do you need me to do something for you? If you're planning on blackmailing me into taking care of you, forget it. I don't like looking after people."
"Come here," he repeated, his tone firm.
I took a deep breath and walked toward him.
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