Chapter 15 Fifteen

• FLORA’S POV
• “Good girl,” he said warmly, and to my utter disbelief, a strange sense of calm washed over me.
• He stepped out from behind his desk, moving toward me with deliberate ease. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it. Was that a hint of a smile on his face? As he stopped in front of me, I caught the scent of his cologne—something expensive and intoxicating. He tilted my chin up, locking eyes with me.