I climb the stairs up, as fast as I can, I’m in too much of a hurry and rage to bother with the damn elevator. I’m exhausted but certainly not any inch less furious when I get there.
“What the f**k, Narcissa?”
I’m angry beyond words. She’s still standing in my flat’s entrance, looking unconcerned by what just happened. What the f**k is she even doing at my place! The timing couldn’t have been worse with Elena, too! But she rolls her eyes, putting a folder in front of my face.
“I was tired of you avoiding me. Do you know how long I’ve tried to get you to sign these?”
“You can’t f*****g show up at my place like that! How did you even get in?”
“I got your digit code after harassing your Beta. That, and maybe a bit of using my charm on your concierge, too.”
I really need to say a word a
