Violet's P.O.V.
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"Vi, stop overthinking it." Setson ordered me.
"How do you even know what I'm thinking?" I grumbled.
Setson chuckled.
"It's written all over your face." He said. "You're feeling guilty because I didn't want to be CEO, and now I'm doing it. You shouldn't though."
Setson reached over to grab my hand. He locked our fingers together as we came to a stop at a red light. Setson turned to look at me. Then he brought the back of my hand to his lips.
My face flamed, making Setson chuckle.
"H-how can I-I not feel guilty?" I mumbled.
Setson smiled at me.
"You ever consider that maybe I think the trade is worth it?" He asked. "Especially if it means you're going to fall for me."
My face is probably as red as a tomato
