Trigger warning

ROSE POV

It was now 12am.

I and Roman just walked into his luxurious suite on wombly legs.

I can't believe I let myself get this tipsy. Roman, had invited me to a company dinner, and I'd had one too many glasses of wine.

The room spun slightly, and my inhibition slipping.

Roman's arm brushes mine as he tries to support me do I can stand on my own, sending shivers down my spine.

I try to hiding feelings for him, but being this close makes my heart race.

His piercing hazel eyes seems to see right through me.

"Rose, you're shivering," he says, his deep voice low...