ella

e. I pushed past the secretary's desk

-to-ceiling bulletproof windows that kept the sprawling city of New York firmly beneath his polished shoes. The air was thick with t

e shipping manifests. "I told you

t agony in my lower abdomen was blinding, but I forced myself to stand tall. I placed the heavy leathe

tation. "What new tantrum is this, Isabella? If you want a higher allowance or a

physical pain tearing through my body, but the resolve beneath it was m

wed was absolute, heav

agony; he didn't see the deathly pallor of my skin or the way I clutched my side. He saw a piece of prope

r. He stood up, moving with that terrifying, predatory grace, and stopped i

ted agreement I had spent nights crying over. Without breaking

ick

in his cold, dead eyes. He touch

flames licked dangerously close to his fingers, his expression entirely blank, before dropping the burning remain

soot from his tailored vest. "Go home. Prepare for Fr

turning to his paperwork, di

ashes in the tray. "I have another copy," I whispered,

ven pause h

he black-and-white marble hallway spun violently. The suspected appendicitis tore through

wool coat. I was entirely alone in a fortress of monsters. If I stayed, I would die here-either f

the contacts, my vision blurring. My thumb hovered over Eleanor Trevino's name-the

The only Trevino who despised th

on Caden Trev

far less dangerous than his brother's, an

against the cold marble to stay consciou