Chapter 166

Cecilia I fled Sebastian's office like a startled deer, my heart hammering in my chest as I wobbled down the hallway. My heels clacked against the polished floor, every step more unsteady than the last—as if I'd downed an entire bottle of whiskey. My treacherous Jimmy Choos finally decided they'd had enough of my reckless escape and exacted their revenge. My ankle twisted violently beneath me. "Shit!" I hissed, pain shooting up my leg as I grabbed the wall for support. I limped back to my office, leaning heavily against anything that would hold me upright. Fantastic. One run-in with Alpha "Emotionally Unavailable and Inconveniently Gorgeous"and I was already falling apart. Note to self: Women should weld their hearts shut. With industrial-grade steel. And maybe a padlock. Or three. By afternoon, I'd swapped the heels for flats, iced the ankle into submission, and downgraded from tragic lurch to mildly pathetic shuffle. I planned to visit a sports therapy clinic after work—the one where