"This house has a total of three bedrooms. I sat you on the seat that is to the left of the door. It's also prettier and more spacious. The papers you need to review were sent to you by your boss. They are on the dresser, where you can find them."Okay," she said. “Thanks.”Phil continued, "We will want you to be in a controlled setting as much as possible, so only your immediate family and those associated to the case will be allowed to visit on a limited basis." I need a list of everyone who has a chance of being let in so that we may conduct background checks on them. They are not permitted entry if their name does not appear on that list. You'll always have three agents at your disposal, including Agent Sandro and the other two." His attention briefly shifted to Jerome. "After everything that went down with Jack, I don't blame him for being wary of everyone," she said. After that, he had a direct conversation with Jerome. We placed him under custody late last night. He has be
She took a deep breath and realized that her feelings were, at best, erratic, and that this was not entirely due to the fact that she was dating Jerome. The fact that her father was there in the courtroom that day caused her to experience mental confusion. He'd been sitting there with an accusatory expression on his face the whole time. But no matter how flawed he would want to find her performance, he wouldn't be able to, and the only reason he wanted to find it problematic was because she was performing work that he didn't approve of. She was at the pinnacle of her abilities and giving her absolute best performance. She wanted Pedro to be locked up, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen. Her one and only regret was that she couldn't genuinely share the improvement with Jerome, because for the sake of appearances, they were required to pretend as though they were strangers. However, they had already accomplished too much to let an affair ruin their credi
"No," he responded. "That is not going to happen. You are not being used by anyone as a bait. I was the one who got you into this mess, and I'll be the one to get you out of it.They were staring at one another, her lips were apart, and it seemed as though the world was somehow pulling them apart, despite the fact that just a few days earlier it had brought them together.In the end, she admitted, "I got myself into this by taking on this case." "I'll find a way to get out of this."She avoided him, and this time he turned around to watch her depart after she had already left the room. "Anna," he called out to her as she moved toward the entrance to the room. When she looked back over her shoulder, her gaze traveled to his with a questioning expression on her face.Jerome declared, "This is not going to end here."The atmosphere became tense as the seconds ticked by until she turned and walked out of the room, the door closing behind her.Jerome made himself comfortable on the mattres
He gave her one of those smiles as he passed her by. "It's great to have you back, Anna." The phrases carried an undercurrent of flirtatious intent, which he seemed incapable of avoiding when speaking to a woman.She did not extend an invitation for him to have a seat. She addressed her question to him in a chilly manner, saying, "What can I do for you, Frank?" The intention behind her icy demeanor was to drive him away. He never stopped regarding her as his property, and he made an effort to stake his claim to her at every opportunity that presented itself. Her greatest protection was to maintain some distance between them.Frank's eyes drifted over her shoulder to the table where the two agents were playing cards, and then they settled there. Jerome stood there, a fleeting expression of unease appearing on his face; most people wouldn't notice, but she knew Frank better than she wanted to. She smiled to herself privately, relishing the look of bewilderment on his face.Frank switch
It was then that she tore the bracelet off of her arm. "I don't require the bracelet at this time. I can no longer avoid dealing with the past. I'm done letting it define me. I'm resigning from my job. I'm going to begin from scratch. It's time for me to start over. And I want to accomplish it alongside you.His expression suddenly changed to one of surprise. A glimmer of optimism. After that, it was gone, and the chill returned. "Until such time as I do something that causes you to have doubts about yourself or possibly my motives. Something that has you seeing myself as a negative influence despite the fact that I am not." “No.” How was it possible for her to communicate with him? At this point, it would be pointless to declare her love because no one would listen. He was under the impression that she did not have a favorable opinion of him and that she did not trust him on some level. She recalled a chat the two of them had back in Houston; therefore, she was aware of what steps t
Three days later In the courtroom, Anna was standing. As soon as she learned that Pedro had been found guilty on all charges, she felt nothing but joy and happiness. The time spent deliberating had only been for a total of four hours. Anna wanted to celebrate this victory on so many fronts and on so many levels that she wanted to dance. The next person in line would be Jack, but her supervisor was taking care of that one.As soon as she was able to escape the pandemonium that ensued when the court was adjourned, her eyes immediately found Jerome's, and she and he exchanged a wordless glance of happiness with one other. It was a done deal. Never again would Pedro inflict pain on another person.When it came to Randy, the FBI had located him with the help of a confidential source and had carried out the arrest flawlessly.On the steps leading up to the courtroom, there was a group of reporters with flashing cameras waiting for them, and Anna made a brief remark. It was over much too qu
He watched her from across the Top star Hotel bar, his attention enthralled every move of her. Her every nuance. The sultry beat of a slow song filtered through the smoke-filled bar, resonating thrum of awareness dancing through his body. She shifted in her chair, her baby-blue skirt riding high…exposing long, sexy legs.Legs he had love to have wrapped around his waist, her body massed close.How he reacted to his target, the woman he’d been following for couple of days now, came as a surprise. He didn’t usually find his work distracting. But a woman as such is capable of making a man forget that business and pleasure didn’t mix. She could make a man debate the merits of crossing the line to do things he might later regret. A line he had no plans of crossing.Anna Steve was sitted among a group of people, all there to congratulate her sister, Beatrice, for the success of the bar examination. His target’s sleek blond hair still in the prim-and-proper knot she wore at work. He was amaz
As her eyes lifted, her lips revealed a smile and a right dimple."Nice color," she said, examining her ruby red nail polish. She spread her legs, feeling incredibly turned on by something as stupid as a man noticing her toenail polish. If he was that detailed in his observations out of bed, well, she couldn't help but wonder what details he would handle in bed. She pulled on her thin blue dress and drew her knees together despite an incredible desire to just open them to this stranger. As a compliment to the intense scrutiny she had just endured from his alluring eyes, she could clearly feel the buildup of moisture on her panties. The man prepared it so quickly. She called that talent because no one had done that to her in a long, long time. So long that she had started to wonder if her sexuality switch was permanently off. He slowly inched forward, still kneeling, now close enough to lean down and touch her. She wanted it too. He reached out almost as much as he wanted to and felt