Twisted Love by Ana Huang
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
“London. Another city, another country, another continent. She would be thousands of miles away from me.
Fuck. That.”
***
“Here.” I placed a brand-new phone on the counter.
Her brow knit in confusion.
“Your current phone is clearly broken, since I haven’t received so much as a text from you in the past five days,” I said icily.”
***
“I didn’t look up from the screen. “Carolina!”
The door to my office opened, and my assistant poked her head in. “Yes, Mr. Volkov?”
“How the fuck did he get in here?” I gestured at Ralph.
“He’s on your approved list of visitors who don’t need appointments.”
“Remove him from the list.”
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