Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,218

clear Dimitris's remaining schedule?" he inquired, and I was sure the sneaky playboy romantic knew I was fucking pissed.

"Clear his fucking schedule and make sure no one interrupts us. Anyone asks, he's fucking napping."

"Yes, Willow," he assured me. "Should Jayce be on stand-by?"

"To drag Dimitris’s body?" I tossed back.

Saint chuckled. "I know you don't mean that," he reasoned.

"And why not?"

"You wouldn't let Jayce do that," Saint offered. "That's something Neo would do for fun."

Okay. He had a point.

"I'll probably leave early, so I want Jayce nearby seeing as my own bodyguard ain't around."

"Viktor isn't on the property again?" Saint didn't seem pleased about it, but I was already too annoyed to care.

"No," I concluded. "I'm getting back to work."

"Alright," he replied, but quickly added, "Willow?"

"What?"

"If you want to talk or just want a hug, say the word and I'll be there."

I actually paused in pressing the end button to take in his words, the mere softness in his voice taming my short fuse.

"I'll keep that in mind, Saint," I whispered and inhaled deeply through my nose then let it out. "Thank you."

"Anytime, Willow," he whispered. "See you soon."

I pressed the end button and stood there for a long minute, allowing myself to process my thinking while trying to understand what the hell was wrong with me today.

With a shake of my head, I grabbed my phone and magnetic card holder. I slapped the pink leather accessory to the magnetic back of the new phone and headed out of my office to simply walk up the hallway.

The new arrangement had a floor with a designated office for each of us. I requested eight offices in total on the off chance we decided to expand our personal team. With the potential thought of having a second bodyguard in the picture, the extra space was beginning to look like a good decision, just in case I had to expand the security team.

When I reached the office with light pink doors and black and purple flakes decorating the personalized space, the security guards bowed in my presence as one reached for the golden door handle.

"No interruptions," I emphasized, knowing well that Saint probably hadn’t informed them of my request yet.

The door opened at the proper time. Dimitris was listening to the receiver end, his eyes lifting from his desk to meet my cold set of eyes as I cloaked my steps with magic so my heels didn't click against the tiled floors of black with shimmers of gold and metallic purple.

I was too upset to focus on the amazing aesthetic Dimitris's office brought to the table, but I could at least appreciate that the overall dark theme with golden accents was totally approved in my books.

I could already imagine Neo's office as a mix of red, gold, and black, while Saint would definitely be a mix of white and gold with black accented pieces to mix things up. Jayce felt like a blend of orange, blue, and gold, and Onyx would be a marvelous silver-and-black combination with gold accents.

I wasn't yet sure what role Milo was going to play in our new work dynamic, but I could guarantee the theme of gold would be the biggest focus in his potential space with a rich or wooden aesthetic.

The door closed lightly enough to not disturb the conversation as Dimitris answered the potential business negotiator on the other end of the line.

"That's our offer. I don't understand why you insist on having the privilege to speak to Miss De Luca regarding this matter. If you believe you're going to get a better bargain simply because she's a woman, you're insulting not only the foundation of this company, but Miss De Luca herself," he practically seethed, and I could tell by the way his eyes danced between pink, purple, and even gold that Dimitris wasn't pleased.

I just couldn't determine if it was due to my arrival or the conversation at hand.

It pissed me off that he was having such conversations when I was designated to take these calls for the remainder of the afternoon.

They weren't even supposed to be calls but physical face-to-face negotiations.

I wasn't going to act like a fool and not assume that he must have sensed I wasn't feeling well and decided to take it upon himself to be the dominating Alpha he was and ease my burdens for my own sake - something I didn't ask for. The thought aggravated me, not because I didn't appreciate his concern, but because he was being