This morning I have had three meetings, and I have not been able to concentrate on them. Balance sheets, projections, and strategies have been meaningless conversations to me. I could only think of how Lucas and I have kissed, and I have felt my skin burning as I remember his strong hands running over my arms, neck, cheeks.

Concentrate, Sienna! I yelled at myself inside but to no avail. My gaze meets his, and I lose myself again in that sea of ​​emotions.  "That's all" I listen to Juan, who ends the meeting.

I take a deep breath and try to hide everything I feel as I stand up and walk out of the meeting room. I must concentrate on my plan and start it, try to enter Raúl Sandoval's company and work for him. However, my attempt to focus on all that cancels when I feel his hand grip my arm. "I think you and I should talk, right?" he tells me softly, and I try not to smile.

I look at him and melt. Those blue eyes have incredible power over me "d