He jabbed the button for his head of security with more force than necessary. "Charleston."
"Yes, sir?"
"Where is she?"
There was no need to clarify who "she" was. Wynd had assigned bodyguards to tail Star the moment she'd moved into his ranch, though he'd been careful to keep them incognito and hadn't bothered asking for her approval.
What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"Ms. Moreno is at her workplace, sir."
Wynd's jaw tightened.
Damn her.
He had explicitly asked her to call him.
But instead she had gone to work without a single text to let him know she was alive.
Or that she intended to come back.
Was this another one of her games?
Wynd's limo was already waiting for him when his private elevator descended to his building's basement parking, and his mood only grew darker with every passing minute.
Luntian Financial Forensics International.
Star's company building eventually rose into view, his limo cruising smoothly to a stop in front of its glass doors. Heads swung in his direction as soon as he entered, his arrival triggering a flurry of excitement among the women.
They stole glances at him repeatedly, their excitement reducing them into giggling teenagers as they watched Wynd walk up to the reception counter.
"I'd like to know where I can find Star Moreno."
"G-Good afternoon, Mr. Sullivan." Janet could feel blood rushing to her face when she realized one of Texas' most eligible billionaires was speaking directly to her. This man was so impossibly handsome, she just couldn't believe he was asking forwhoagain?
Janet cleared her throat. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch—"
"Star Moreno, please."
"She's...it's her lunch break," Janet finally said even as she struggled to contain her jealousy and resentment. Why was this beautiful man looking for someone like Star? "If there's anything I can do to help—"
"Are you saying she's left the premises?"
Janet considered lying...but chickened out the moment she saw the way the billionaire's icy blue gaze narrowed at her.
"No, Mr. Sullivan. She's likely at the third floor cafeteria," she added sulkily.
"Thank you."
Her fists clenched under the counter as she watched the billionaire walk away. Star Moreno was, like,ancient.Why would someone like Wynd Sullivan want anything to do with someone like Star when Janet was right here? She was young! Andfresh!And...and more flexible in bed! Didn't he care about those things at all?
Janet's resentment only grew as she watched the billionaire disappear behind the elevator doors.
Damn her!
Star wasn't just old. She was also ridiculously cheerful and nice all the time, with how she smiled at everyone and kept saying 'please' and 'thank you'. Women like Star didn't realize how doing such things only made them look weak and desperate.
A man like Wynd Sullivan couldn't possibly be interested in someone like Star Moreno. It was just impossible, and that was why...