Cold Bastard (Dark Sparrow Novel Book 2) by India Kells

Author:India Kells [Kells, India]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

The second day of negotiations, and Zoe was feeling both great and drained. It was difficult not to be on top of the world after falling asleep in the arms of Archer Blackwood and waking up from a deep sleep by his hands roaming her body. It beat her alarm clock hands down.

But Archer didn’t stay for coffee. After a look at his phone, the cold returned, and he was off before any act of domesticity could take place. Zoe was torn but accepted it. What was shared last night was unique, and couldn’t survive daylight. He didn’t want a relationship, and even if he was so inclined, she was being forced into being a double agent. A traitor.

That very word made her sick, but she couldn’t help it. Lucas’s survival was on the line.

The second venue, with Anton Vasiliev this time, was at his hotel, The Langham. Somehow, Zoe thought it suited Vasiliev’s over-the-top personality. On the other hand, it meant that Finch would be present. A lot relied on her ability to stay in control of her emotions. If she showed any weakness to that monster, Zoe feared what would happen. Maybe it was the reason why she chose a dark burgundy power suit with a buttoned-up black blouse and matching pumps.

Another chauffeur picked her up, one she didn’t know, but a quick call from Lance confirmed his presence and it reassured her. When he dropped her off at The Langham, Lance was waiting for her on the sidewalk. As instructed by Ellen, she was to be by Archer’s side this time, as it was only a meeting with the four of them.

Zoe wondered why Ellen wasn’t there After all, she was much more knowledgeable about the process. As they entered the elevator, she couldn’t help but ask the question.

Lance shrugged. “From what I learned this morning, Ellen was under the weather, as the Brits say. Archer requested you attend and take notes.”

Zoe nodded and drew a steadying breath as they reached their floor. Vasiliev had organized the meeting room this time, and that was probably one of the reasons they hadn’t planned for a side booth for her. Archer being a control freak, he would have obviously requested her presence, if Vasiliev started using Russian for any reason.

Lance led her to the end of the corridor and knocked on the door. Anton Vasiliev opened the door himself, an immense smile on his face. “Miss Somersby! Such a sight! How beautiful!”

He took her hands and kissed each of them. His exuberance was amusing. “You’re too kind, Mr. Vasiliev.”

The older man beamed at her and hooked her arm with his, leading her in. The room was vast, opening onto a living room. There was a vast terrace beyond huge windows. The room was luxurious, all in pale cream with gold and mahogany accents. The carpets felt plush and the whole area, although posh, had a very comfortable ambiance. The furniture had obviously been rearranged to create a more relaxed meeting corner.

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