~Javier’s POV~
While most women would have leaped at an offer to dine with the assistant CEO, Gabby scowled, knitted her brows, swiftly shifted her expression to smiling and searched for an excuse to refuse the invitation, and walked away without giving him another opportunity to arrange another meeting. I knew she was still around since we were catering for her and her staff. So I went to my suite to change. I was dressed in track trousers and a vest. I phoned the hotel management and requested him to send someone to my room with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Someone came to my door after five minutes and handed me the wine. I exited my apartment and went to Gabriella's. When I arrived at her suite, I saw her reclining on the sofa, chatting on the phone. It's as though she forgot to
