"You promised," Anakin barked the second he walked through the door, hair swept back, eyes sharp as a sly fox. He was readjusting his tie again, his long fingers curling around the irritating piece.
Anakin paused when he saw her. A woman with eyes and hair the color of the night, peering out the window, with the pale moonlight shining upon her. She was beautiful. But if she was in Kaden's office, she was off limits.
"Don't sound like such a scorned lover," Kaden said, a warning to his voice when he noticed Anakin staring longer than he should've.
Anakin rolled his eyes, finally fixing his tie. He had rushed here when he was in the middle of dinner and this is what his Boss tells him?
"What is so important that you've rushed me all the way here?" Anakin demanded, crossing his arms and tearing his attention from the woman. Who was she?
"Fixing your contract," Kaden snorted, gesturing to the item with his chin.
