Page 53 of Volatile Obsessions

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Idon’t know what the hell happened to me in Lux’s office that night, but I never intended for it to go that far. Hell, I hadn’t even expected to run into her when I went back for my charger, which for the record, was the absolute truth.

Not the point, though.

Seeing her there, all alone, briefly reminded me of old times. But then she questioned my presence and hit me with that fake smile, and I remembered exactly why she needed to go. The woman had used me and abused me for too long.

Regardless of how I felt about her, I know I fucked up. I let my emotions get the best of me, and as a result, could end up catching a case for my stupidity. A major case, and orange was most definitely not my fucking color.

That left me one choice and one choice only, whether I was fond of the idea or not; groveling.

I needed to grovel like the lovesick bastard she once knew, work my way back onto her good side and apologize profusely until she forgave me. Otherwise, the entire operation could be ruined.

I’d come too far and had way too much on the line to let that happen. Not to mention, Liza would behead me without hesitation.

So I was starting with a simple clue. Something that would make her think she was one step ahead of Roman, which in actuality, she would be. Rome had no idea I knew about his little spot. He hadn’t shared it with me and I assumed it was for the same reason as always; that was his spot, somewhere he could go and think, unwind, enjoy the solitude of his own company…

Not anymore, brother.

I chuckled at his expense as I signed my name on the sticky note and stuck it to Lux’s computer monitor, hoping like hell this was a move in the right direction.

And considering what his next move was, it should be…

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