I stared at Adrian's hardened expression, immediately regretting my bold words. What was I thinking, challenging the most powerful Alpha in the world? I desperately needed this job to help my family, and here I was, risking everything with my reckless attitude.
"Your job starts tomorrow at eight," Adrian finally said, his voice tight with restraint. "Don't be late."
Relief washed over me. Despite my provocative behavior, he was still hiring me. I nodded quickly, not trusting myself to speak without saying something else foolish.
As we walked toward the massive front doors, I felt an inexplicable pull toward him. His scent—that intoxicating mint—clouded my senses. Was this just a rebound attraction after Julian's betrayal? It had to be. What else could explain this powerful, unwanted connection to my ex-mate's future father-in-law?
"Miss Beaumont," Adrian said, stopping suddenly. I nearly bumped into his broad back. "One more thing about your attire."
