Chapter 36

TRINITY   I turn my head to a man my age in a charcoal gray suit. I know exactly who he is, but the question is, what he wants from me?  This man has the face of a magazine cover model with jet-black hair, piercing blue eyes, chiseled jaw with a five o'clock shadow. He smiles as he saunters toward me with his hands in his pants pockets. "I thought it was you," he says, like we've known each other. My brows creased.  "Excuse me?" I ask, seemingly surprised by my own question. "Kiara Mallory, right? I'm Sean." His confident smile widens, and he looks good closer.  Screw that looks. "Yeah, and what can I do for you, Mr. Rexwell?" I know him and his company, and he's just like Bash, the future CEO of Rexwell, one of the biggest and number one rivals of Hughes Industries. "Do you always speak like that to the people who want nothing but to be nice to you?" I seem amused him. I release an exasperating breath. "Look, Sean. I'm kinda in a hurry right now, and I'm sorry for being rude to you, b