#Chapter14

Ethan stared at the man sitting across from him, struggling to contain his anger and the urge to permanently wipe off the self-satisfied smirk from the editor's florid face.

The fool sat there, mercifully oblivious to the murderous thoughts running through his mind, chattering away about client privacy and some other bullshit, causing Ethan's mood- already bad from the encounter with Erin this morning- to deteriorate rapidly till his jaw was clenched tight enough to crush teeth and it took all his self restraint to stop himself from lunging across the gleaming desk and smashing in that meaty face.

He had to give the man some credit, though. Despite...