Chapter 30: Between Control and Chaos
I slammed the door to my hotel room behind me and leaned against it, chest rising and falling like I’d just run a marathon.
What the hell was that?
I was supposed to be in control I was always in control. Cold, calculated, detached ─ that’s what they called me and they weren’t wrong. Feelings had no place in business. Neither did distractions.
And Isabella?
She was a damn distraction wrapped in soft skin and rose-scented hair.
I pushed off the door, peeled off my jacket and walked straight to the bathroom. No lights. Just instinct. My fingers fumbled at the faucet until water gushed from the showerhead I didn’t even wait for it to adjust. Stepped right in fully clothed at first, just to feel something other than her.
The icy blast hit me like a slap.
I gasped. Let it wash over me. Down my face, my neck. Let it soak through the shirt that clung to my skin like regret.
What the hell is wrong with me?
She’s my employee.
She’s off-limits.