Chapter 48 A Favour
- Aphrodite
- “You're late,” I spoke in a bored tone. He chuckled, pushing back the dark strands of hair that fell over his forehead with his fingers.
- “I’m so sorry for keeping everyone waiting. I got stuck in traffic,” he replied, walking over to the table and pulling out a seat for himself. I snickered, looking away from him and down at the documents spread out in front of me on the table.