Chapter 271. Arnold Maydor

CRIMSON

I walk out of the room, Gillian in tow and Tawny behind her.Shit.I forgot all about Arnold coming to meet with us, the whole reason I needed to speak with Tawny. I have no idea what happened in there. How or why—I did what I did.

When Tawny told me she felt it every time I made love to Gillian, the guilt inside me filled my head with doubts and my heart ached for her discomfort. Pain that I had caused. The look in her tear-glazed eyes had my resolve breaking and I could think of nothing more than comforting her. Once in my arms, I could think of nothing else but being inside her, claiming her as mine. I wanted her for my own selfish reasons.

Was that the bond between us at work? An invisible thread drawing me to her? Whatever happened, whatever it was—it couldn't and wouldn't happen again.

I open the door to my office, Arnold Maydor, Gillian's father is standing with his back to me, his attention on whatever he sees outside the window t