Chapter 7. Her Crazy Boss

Angelina

Later in the afternoon, Angelina found herself in her favorite spot. A place where she could be herself. The dense forests, the calm waters, and the quaint little cottage, a haven she was determined to make her hideout.

Inhaling deeply, thoughts in disarray, she tried to calm her jumbled nerves. Did she always have a thing for insanely handsome brooding men? She doubted she had truly grasped how deeply she was affected by him.

A challenge. Is that how she sees him? Her mind refused to formulate a response. If she did, it will only confirm how she felt and she wasn’t sure she was ready to risk it.

The path she had made for herself was absolute. El Patrón was never a part of it.

As she promised earlier, she would be gone in a few weeks. No matter the distraction, she would not waver.

From a distance, she watched the man haunting her waking hour talking to his men. Workers and bodyguards both. She couldn’t hear what he was saying but from hi