Gabriella’s POV:
I tap my foot as I wait at the entrance to the Hunan Enterprise building. The street is roaring with rows upon rows of cars, revving their engines and blowing their hooters. I have a meeting in the next thirty minutes and am waiting for my car to come around. I look down at my watch and notice the driver should have arrives three minutes ago, making me feel a little agitated. Why are they late? I go in to find my phone in my purse and just as I start dialing Ray, the shiny black wheels of my personal SUV slides in next to where I am standing. I look up and feel ready to reprimand my employee for being late, but the sight makes my mouth go dry.
“I am so sorry for being late, Gabriella. I had no idea how to navigate my way through all these one ways!” Mitch breathes as h
