Irritation is practically plastered on your face, he was late. The man you were supposed to see with was late to his own meeting. My heels tapped onto the lavish carpet repeatedly while my secretary glaces at me occasionally. She knew of my temper

Just as I was about to snap, the doors clicked open and Zephyr walks in, only to pause at the sight of me. His eyes raked you from head to toe, attraction simmering underneath his steely gaze