Wall Street Titan (Alpha Zone 1)

Squeezing my eyes shut, I inhale deeply, trying to think past the bubbling cauldron of tangled emotions, to analyze this as I would any other investment gone bad.

Why? Why did she do this?

I know I haven’t misread her, haven’t misjudged her response.

She wants me as much as I want her.

She gave herself to me, only to change her mind and run.

There has to be a reason for her actions, something besides my stupid mistake of staying away. The Emma I know is neither shallow nor fickle, and she’s certainly not indifferent to me.

Something happened between Sunday and now, something that spooked her.

Yes, that’s it. That feels right. Something happened, something that caused her to do this—and I’m not giving up until I get to the bottom of it.

No, fuck that.

I’m not giving up until I fix it.

I want Emma, and I’m not accepting defeat.

Resolved, I launch to my feet and start walking, pulling out my phone as I do.

“Get the jet ready,” I order my pilot. “You have an hour. We’re flying to Orlando tonight.”

And hanging up, I smile darkly.

If Emma thinks I’ll let her go this easily, she doesn’t know me at all.

She can run, but she won’t get far. I won’t let her.

Emma, kitten, you’re mine. And I’m coming after you with everything I’ve got.

The End