Chapter 11

• Roxanne’s POV
• I slammed the bedroom door behind me, leaning my back against the cold wood as my chest heaved. I was still trembling, half from the lingering adrenaline of standing entirely naked before him, and half from the sheer, baffling confusion of how that encounter had ended.
• I looked down at myself. My silk blouse was buttoned crookedly, and I hadn't even bothered to zip my trousers up all the way before sprinting out of his study.