C13 Rhett Dane’s Hidden Agenda

As the doors to the penthouse room opened, the only sound was the soft hum of the elevator. Rhett Dane stepped out, and his tall body made a strong shape against the floor-to-ceiling windows. His fitted suit fit him like a second skin, and his dark hair was carefully styled. His jawline was sharp enough to cut glass. He gave off an air of control, authority, and planned indifference in all he did