When Ternence realized that her heart already belonged to someone else, his fury erupted beyond control.
"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"
Her head had slammed into the corner of a cabinet, and the pain brought Zoey back to her senses. Seeing the man before her towering above with a twisted, furious expression, she cursed under her breath and climbed up from the floor—completely unbothered by her naked body exposed to him. Like a lazy cat, she slinked her way back toward Ternence.
"Charles—you like him? Is that why you accepted the endorsement deal with Black Rock Co.?"
Ternence finally connected the dots. Zoey's earlier strange behavior now made sense. She was coveting another man. And that man had ties to his sister.
"Yes," Zoey admitted openly. Her crimson-painted fingers traced Ternence's bare chest, but they stirred nothing in him. No man could tolerate a woman who fantasized about someone else while in his arms.
