Chapter 502
Chapter 502:
“I didn’t. But it didn’t take him long to find out. The hotel owner’s a family friend of his dad’s.” She gave a bitter smile. “That probably explains why no one came when I called security. I should be grateful they didn’t just hand him a key p>
“Pack your things p>
“What p>
“You can’t stay here p>
She stood up slowly, hesitantly. “But… what about Pierre? Where is he p>
“Contained. For now. But I can’t keep him there long. The hotel knows I took him.” I’d be hearing from the Marchand family any minute.
She disappeared into the bathroom. When she returned, her face was washed, and she had changed into fresh clothes.
“Where are we going p>
I ran through the options.
The Marchands had deeper roots in Paris than I ever would. Their family had been embedded here for centuries.
“What’s your decision?” I looked at her. “Still holding out hope for a reunion? If so…” She wasn’t worth the risk. I couldn’t afford someone with that kind of vulnerability.
Lea gave me a watery smile. “I might have been blind and in love, Ash. But I’m not that blind. I’ve made my decision. I’m leaving him p>
“For good p>
“For good p>
“Then you’re coming to Skyline. He won’t be able to touch you there p>
She nodded. “What about work p>
I gave her a look. “You really think I don’t know what goes on at Titanova? You don’t need an office to do your job p>
She laughed softly. “Fair p>
𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⲁ𝗅ⲛ𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
I grabbed her suitcase, and we checked out.
“Hope you had a pleasant stay. Where are you off to next?” the receptionist asked with a blinding smile.
I stared at her until the smile faltered, then vanished. A pink flush spread over her cheeks. “I just meant, so I could arrange a taxi p>
“That won’t be necessary.” I walked out with Lea.
“She probably has orders to follow us,” Lea said under her breath.
“I know p>
Which was why I took the long way round, zigzagging through different arrondissements until I was sure no one was tailing us.
We arrived at Rue de l’Abbé Grégolre just after ten.
I led her up to the seventh floor and unlocked the door. “I bought the building under another name. Pierre won’t find you here p>
“I should thank you, but I know you hate that,” she said, taking in the flat. “So, hug?” She opened her arms.
I didn’t move. “Get some rest. Order room service if you want p>
“You haven’t eaten either. Stay. Share a meal p>
“I can’t. In the morning, I’ll introduce you to my wife p>