"No promises."

Olivia tightly gripped the steering wheel and glared at the road in front of her, "If he looked any less perfect, I would have slapped that stupid cocky look off his face."

She hit the steering wheel, "But damn he was hot as hell."

A Black fitted suit, slicked back, black hair, sharp facial features, a sculpted body, and a big brain to top it all off...he was perfect.

Olivia gritted her teeth and held onto the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white, 'Definitely not my type in a relationship, but...if I wasn't engaged to that asshole maybe Ryan and I wouldn't have met, but only God knows where I'd be in his office right now if I went with how my body felt.'

Despite contrary belief, Olivia valued loyalty more than anything, and even though her fiance was a dick she'd never be able to bring herself to being unfaithful to the man who's romantically been in her life for almost over a year.