#Chapter 7: Not Goodbye

Ella

Logan said nothing. The ambiance of the room was thick with tension, so much so that it felt almost palpable.

I understood now what this man’s true intentions were. With my heart pounding wildly against my chest, I stood, grabbing my purse.

“Well, like I said, I’ll be forwarding your case to one of the other lawyers in the firm,” I said, taking a step back. “Dinner was a pleasure, but I don’t believe it’s appropriate for this to continue.”

I turned to leave, but immediately stopped in my tracks. Before, there had been one man standing by the elevator, and now there were four. And I could tell that they weren’t going to let me leave.

The dim lighting, the bodyguards blocking my exit, and Logan’s intense gaze felt intimidating and suffocating.

There was silence. The room felt palpable with tension. All at once, I wanted to both rush forward and kiss him again as his scent overwhelmed me and I wanted to leap out of the window to get away from him.

“Let me out,” I said, my voice shak