Chapter 20 Donovan gave Giselle a long stare like she was out of her mind . " What are you doing here ? " he asked , his cold voice tinged with fury . This was , after all , his office - a formal space where he handled business . For a woman he'd been sexually involved with to suddenly show up here was nothing short of an offense . But Giselle didn't act like her usual aggressive self . She sidled up to him , eyes fixed on him as a flirtatious smile bloomed on her lips . " It's been half a month since we last met , " she drawled . " I missed you , so I thought I'd drop by . " With that , she plopped herself onto his desk . She acted completely at ease , as if she owned the place . Despite her seductive outfit and her enticing scent , Donovan looked completely indifferent . " Giselle , didn't I tell you to disappear from my life completely ? " he asked , his voice hoarse . The room fell silent for a brief moment . Then , she chuckled and said , " You saved my life at the Holt residence . If I'd really vanished , wouldn't that make me look too heartless ? " As she spoke , she scooted forward on the desk until she was right in front of him . Kicking off her heels , she boldly rested her legs - clad in sheer black stockings- right on his lap . " Mr. Kane , " she purred . " Honestly , if you hadn't risked your life to save me that day , I might be dead or paralyzed by now . Don't you think I should properly … thank you ? " Donovan's expression darkened . " Don't bring up that day again , " he snapped , roughly brushing her legs off him . " If you had died somewhere else , it'd have nothing to do with me . But you dying at the Holt residence would've ruined my wedding . Like hell I'd just stand by and do nothing . " He stood from his chair and ordered , " Get out now . " Then , he went over to the full - length window for some air . Giselle remained seated on his desk , openly ogling him . For someone who looked so cold and aloof , his broad shoulders and tall frame still felt like an open invitation for sex . " So … where do you want me to go ? " She crept up behind him and whispered in his ear , " To Zachary , maybe ? He asked me out for another swim today . Should I go ? " " Shut up ! " Sure enough , the second that name left her lips , Donovan snapped . He spun around and glared at her , hissing , " Don't you dare use him to test my patience . Or I swear I'll kill you . " Giselle didn't back down . Instead , she wrapped her arms around his neck , putting on a sweet , playful tone as she said , " Don't be so mean . How about we play a little game ? If I lose , I'll leave . " He glowered at her and said nothing . Maybe the suggestion threw him off , because despite how close she was , he remained unfazed . Grinning , she continued , " The game is … I'll guess what brand of underwear you're wearing today . If I get it right , I win . If I get it wrong , I lose . " Donovan's eyes darkened . Unable to tolerate her any longer , he shoved her away . " I'm guessing … Armani ? " she said anyway , unfazed by his anger . She clung to his neck again , her eyes thick with allure as she coaxed him into playing this game with her . His face turned even more unreadable , but the tension between them was unmistakable , especially now , with her soft , warm body pressing against him . " I said get out . Didn't you hear me ? " " Not until you tell me if I guessed right . " " No ! " " I don't believe you . I need to check for myself . " Like some shameless flirt , Giselle reached for his belt , ready to undo it herself .