Look forward.
How could she when her immediate future entailed placing herself in the heart of the lions den? A lion whose deathly silence had been even more unnerving than the roar shed expected at any point during these past three years?
Sucking in a shaky breath, she placed one foot in front of the other, walked through the revolving doors and stood in the lift as they were whisked upward.
The office décor of J Santino Inc. was the last thing Carla expected. Sure, the place pulsed with the core efficiency needed to run a billion-dollar enterprise. But while Carla had expected glass and chrome and futuristic art pieces, she exited the lift and stepped into a vibrant foyer with colourful walls, exotic flowers and employees relaxing on lounge chairs and giant futons. Exquisite Latin American art dotted the vast space, and she was unwillingly reminded of Javiers passionate Spanish side.
Closing her mind to it, she followed a statuesque receptionist down a burgundy-carpeted hallway to a set of wide double doors, which swung open with an electric whine.
Mr Santino will be with you in a moment.
Carlas heart climbed into her throat as she entered a vast conference room.
Absently, she heard murmurs as her team took their seats, but she couldnt think past the coming meeting, her insides twisting hard as she drifted past sumptuous chairs and a polished cherry-oak table towards wide windows with impressive views of Manhattan.
Would those gold-brown eyes that had snapped cold fire at her the last time theyd seen her still blaze with hatred? Over the last year, since shed first been approached with the endorsement offer, shed wondered why Javier Santino would want her anywhere near his company. Sure, her world-number-one-figure-skater status placed her in a certain would-kill-for echelon, but there were a few dozen other sports figures in a similar position. Despite her managements insistence that she was being pursued because she was the right person for the job, shed wondered whether itd been a carefully set trap.
But not once had Javier attempted personal contact, choosing to communicate through his lawyers and executives. Folding her arms, Carla swallowed and allowed a little hope to grow. Maybe Javier had moved past the events of the morning after their night together. Perhaps the abhorrence shed glimpsed during their fraught exchange, the deep trepidation that what had happened between them had been life-altering, and the long months following when a peculiar ache had lodged itself in her chest every time his name had crossed her mind, had all been in her overblown imagination.
Javier had moved on to other conquests, and had continued to aggressively pursue his work hard, party harder lifestyle if his presence in the tabloids was any indication.
So maybe her trepidation was for nothing, maybe she was just overthinking this
Do you intend to conduct the meeting standing up, Miss Nardozzi?
Carla flinched and turned at the flat, detached tone.
Her breath locked in her lungs, every cell in her body clenching in freeze frame as she stared at the man sauntering down the side of the conference table.
In a dark grey pinstriped suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and a white shirt and navy tie that screamed understated elegance, Javier Santino didnt need the tough lawyers who flanked him to underscore his supremacy and importance. He was still hugely formidable and domineeringly sexy. His overpowering masculinity would continue to draw eyes to his sculptured cheekbones and uncharacteristically full mouth, which held a perpetual reddish tinge as if hed been thoroughly and expertly kissed, long after he was well past his prime.
He stopped opposite her and, even across the vast polished surface, the sheer dominance of his aura slammed into her. Gold-flecked brown eyes pinned hers, one eyebrow lifted in cool, arrogant query.
Deep inside, past the numbness and the fear, something wild and hot and dangerous sparked to life, and she felt the ground shift beneath her feet.
She shouldnt have come... Then again, what choice did she have?
Very well. Ill take that as a yes. His gaze conducted an impersonal inspection of her face and body, then swung from her, releasing her from the disturbingly deep frisson that had taken hold of her. Striding to the head of the table, he pulled out a chair, unbuttoned his jacket in one deft move, and sat down. Since you also didnt answer my PA when she asked whether you wanted refreshments, Ill assume you dont want any? Javier continued, the deep, smooth tenor of his voice igniting the flame higher.
Carla swung her head towards the departing PA, her mind unfreezing itself long enough to wonder how long shed been caught in the dangerous tide of the past.
No, Im fine. Thank you. She raised her voice slightly to catch Javiers PA. The woman turned and nodded with a cool smile before leaving the room.
Good. Shall we begin?
The magnetism that had gripped her outside as shed stared at Javiers building returned full force. Her gaze returned to him, her heart beating faster as she stared at him.
There was no trace of the censure shed expected, no hot-blooded Latin lip curl or even a hint of the fact that this man had seen her naked once, had done things to her body that still had the power to make her blood pound hot and hard through her veins.
He was going for impersonal. Stony. Businesslike.
As she shakily pulled out the chair he indicated to his right and sat down, Carla told herself it was okay to breathe in relief.
If Javier wanted to proceed with no acknowledgement of their past, then so would she. In fact, it was a brilliant thing. No need for further angst.
I believe everythings been settled between our lawyers? Youre finally willing to agree to the quarterly payment terms and the performance-related incentives stipulated in the contract, correct?
Carla dragged her eyes from Javier to glance at her father. She spied the haughty desperation there, the silent command that their dirty laundry not be aired. She wanted to rail at him, demand to know what had possessed him to gamble away all her money, to jeopardise everything shed worked for and bring her to the brink of bankruptcy. She didnt doubt that hed have another blithe explanation, the callous hauteur hed often displayed towards her as a child their only means of communication nowadays.
She glanced away again, deliberately numbing herself to the pain and disappointment. Steeling herself, she focused on Javier once more.
Yes, I agree to your terms.
Unless, of course, theres any way youd reconsider a larger, upfront payment? her father suggested, squaring his shoulders as he planted his elbows on the table.
Javiers gaze didnt shift from her face. No. If you came here under the pretext of signing the final agreement only to try and renegotiate the terms, then youve wasted all of our time. I sincerely hope thats not the case, Miss Nardozzi. The cold edge in his tone matched the look in his eyes.
Another shiver rippled over her. No, the clauses agreed upon are fine.
Her father exhaled. Carla
Everything is fine. She struggled to keep her voice from wobbling through the lie as tension escalated in the room. Can we get on with it, please?
Javiers gaze sharpened. You understand that, due to the delay in getting this signed, the cooling-off period will no longer apply? This contract, once signed, will be final and binding.