POV: EVE
The afternoon light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Eve leaned back in her chair, reviewing the quarterly reports spread before her. Phoenix Talent Agency had grown another twelve percent this quarter.....a fact that would have filled her with pride if she could focus on anything other than the knot of unease that had been tightening in her chest since breakfast.
Dimitri's face this morning. The way he'd held that kiss at the elevator. Tonight. I'll tell you tonight.
Something was coming. Something big enough that even Nonna had moved into the penthouse.
"Ms. Thorne?" Her assistant Melissa's voice crackled through the intercom, pulling her from her thoughts. "Your three o'clock is here. Mr. Valentino from Russo Holdings."
