Chapter 269

• Rosalina's POV
• ​Arguing with Vesper inside the Harrisford Group’s executive suite was like challenging a wildfire to burn colder. It was completely useless, and every second I lingered within arm’s reach of his towering frame only raised the odds of someone walking in on us. If an associate or board member pushed through those frosted glass doors and caught the Alpha leaning over me like that, the pack rumors would be blazing before nightfall.
• ​"Never mind," I muttered, my pulse fluttering against my ribs as I looked away from his mocking gaze. "See you this weekend, Mr. Harrisford."