CHAPTER THIRTY SIX- JAMES RIVERA.

~MIRA’S POV~

It was James Rivera.

The very man I hated with my guts.

His steps faltered when our eyes met but he recovered quickly. He took his seat and unbuttoned his suit jacket. I swallowed hard when he took a big gulp from his bottle. Was he as nervous as I am?

His presence sucked the air...

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