Without waiting for him to say more, Emily quickly alighted from the car, intending to storm off.
But the moment her feet touched the ground, her breath hitched, her eyes narrowed as her eyes swept across the surroundings and the reality of her predicament sank in.
Though it was a secluded parking lot, it led directly to the president's private elevator. If she turned back the way they had come, she would undoubtedly run into the staff already gathered near the general elevator.
"Where am I supposed to go from here?" she mused under her breath.
She stood rooted to the spot, her mind racing for an escape plan. Before she could take another step, the car door shut with a soft thud. Lucian in a slow deliberate step walked over to her. His tall frame casting a shadow over her.
He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing her ear, his tone rich with amusement.
