บท 184: Chapter 184: Ivy

Friday. Jabir al Saud's Home. New York City, New York.

IVY ASHLEY ENTERED THE sprawling mansion through a side entrance into some sort of grand ballroom space. She refused to look over her shoulder. He was still watching her. She could feel the weight of his gaze.

She needed a drink. Badly.

It had taken an iron will to keep her face clear of thoughts or emotion when she'd seen him for the first time.

His picture made him look fairly attractive. It hadn't prepared her for the sense of being around him.

Piers Killam oozed a masculine aura. She didn't doubt he was dangerous and capable. It was her siren's song. The deadly combination that was her weakness.

She sidestepped and leaned against the wall just inside the doors.

"Get your head in the game," she muttered and forced herself to put the car boy out of her mind.