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“You’re in room 7804, Miss Ashley. May I have one of our bellmen take your luggage to your room?”

“No. I got it. Thanks.”

I took the elevator up to the seventh floor, swiped my keycard, and nearly had a heart attack when I walked inside the suite and saw Roman sitting in the living area with a drink.

“You made it.” He grinned.

“You scared me, Roman. What the fuck? Why are you here? And how did you get in?”

“I have the extra key.” He held up the keycard.

Letting go of my suitcase, I grabbed the keycard from his hand.

“I’ll be taking that.” I shoved it into my purse, and he chuckled.

“You have five minutes to get settled, and then we have to get to the office. By the way, you look incredible.”

“Finish your drink, and I’ll be right back.” I rolled my suitcase to the bedroom.

“I hope this suite has exceeded your expectations,” he shouted from the other room.

“It’s nice.” I unzipped my suitcase on the bed and took my makeup case into the bathroom, where I freshened up from the long flight.

I couldn’t help but notice him in his expensive and tailored, dark gray Armani suit. His sexiness skyrocketed to a whole new level.

“Ready.” I walked into the living room.

“Excellent. Let’s head to my office.” He stood and buttoned his suit coat.

“Your driver is nice,” I said as we left the suite.

“Ollie is a great guy.” He smiled. “I’m sorry. I didn’t welcome you to Los Angeles. Welcome.”

“I appreciate it, but I’ve been here before.”

“Oh yeah? How long ago?” he asked.

“Fourteen years, and that’s all the information you’re getting. I’m here to do a job, not discuss my life.”

“Fair enough,” he said, sliding into the back of the Escalade next to me.

“And also, I want to make something very clear.”

“I’m listening,” he said.

“There will be nothing happening between us. Can your legal brain comprehend that?”

Roman looked at Ollie when he heard him snicker.

“My legal brain comprehends everything, Miss Ashley.”

“Good. I want to make sure we’re on the same page. This is a professional working relationship and nothing else.”

“Got it,” he said.

CHAPTER 8

Roman