"Doesn't matter, with a man like that, no makeup would help anyway. We couldn't handle him," a third replied, her voice tinged with awe.
Within moments, Connor reached me. My colleagues held their breath as he addressed me in his low, gentle but deeply magnetic voice.
"Ethan Quinn organized a gathering. Rebecca and Lily are there. I came to pick you up."
The women around me froze in stunned silence.
I smiled and turned to my slack-jawed colleagues. "This is my fiancé."
Their eyes went wide with shock. Until now, the office gossip had painted my "protector" as some greasy old man with too much money and too little class. But standing before them was a nearly 6'5" man, breathtakingly handsome and elegant, his power and status evident in every aspect of his bearing.
"You're... you
