Ivan
I don't think Melissa meant for this to happen.
She didn't think I'd do what I did. Asher jumped over her head, seeing an opportunity he couldn't pass up. That was fine with me. I wouldn't lose. Now, we just needed to get started. Would Melissa go back on herself and be embarrassed? Could she afford to do that with everyone here?
"I'm ready," I looked at her, already taking off my jacket and unbuttoning my shirt. Fighting in dress clothes was never a good idea. It restricted your movement too much. "What are we waiting for?"
"Melissa give the order. We're ready to do this," Asher grinned, eagerly looking at the redhead. "I'll show you that you're wrong about me."
