sive lavender oil slowly pull

wasn't the water-stained plaster of her che

bed. The sheets were softer than anything

ng down. Her torso was wrapped in thick, clean white bandages. T

ed open. A man in a crisp white coa

Evans. You suffered a mild strain to your rotator cuff and a superficial lacerati

around the room. It looked like a pentho

?" Harley demande

idn't answer. Instead, he took a step back and

ked into

one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket. His footsteps w

an, and holding onto

om Kian. He ran on his short legs across the room and stopped ri

e let out a breath. Without thinking, she reache

rubbing his cheek against her knuckles lik

tched the interaction. His ice-blue eyes narrowe

is hand and fli

and walked out, pulling the heavy door shut behind

legs. He stared at Harley. His gaze was heavy, analytical, and deeply invasive. He lo

he didn't shrink back. Her eyes

ce was a low, magnetic baritone

t name. Everyone in New York knew that name. He was the apex pr

etely blank. "Harley Va

usted his left cufflink. It was

," Jaidyn said smoothly. "The Miles

ance. A penthouse in Tribeca, a fleet of sports cars, or a direct

nd away from Leo's hair and crossed her arms over her

voice dripping with disdain. "I did it because I'm not a monster who

physical distance between them closed. The heavy s

se bank accounts are currently overdrawn, who is three months behind on rent for a dilapidate

. Her eyes widened for

ly stripped her life bare. He had dug through he

bedside table and slammed her palm down on the call button. When the intercom buzzed, she spoke

shouted, ste

She swung her legs over the side of the bed, her

He just sat there, watching the

n dollars,"

re feet hovered an i

she needed. It would fully fund Atelier L.A.N. It would pay for t

oment her pride collided with her desperation. A co

had