Chapter 145. Hawaii

Easton POV

When my eyes focused on her hands, I slammed my palm on the desk, which caused Mr. Price to flinch and widen his eyes. I was breathless with rage as I abruptly stood up.

I knew that hand so well. Those exquisite hands that used to cup my face whenever we kissed, the delicate fingers that used to travel over my skin in a way that made me shudder, the fingers that I used to kiss and lace mine with...

And that mole perched above her navel... Damn!

''Where the fuck is she?!'' I ran my hand over my hair, then sat down on my swivel chair, clenching and unclenching my fists several times, to keep myself from destroying anything that was within reach.

''Hawaii…'' Mr. Price answered, leaning his back against the chair, smiling in satisfaction. This is a clear profit for him. He exerted a lot of effort in order to find Chloe. However, I still need to verify whether or not this was actually her. ''