ella

Elysium, the only neutral ground left in New York. The VIP lounge was

aotic nightmare of the past twenty-four

as she handed me a glass of neat bourbon. "B

swung open. Chloe Abbott stood there, looking

ard, her voice like

come," she whimpered, her eyes wide and brimming with tears. "Julian didn't want me to leave the hospital, but I had

An apology wrapped in a gloating smirk

sneered, looking down at her. "I hope yo

bell

n, his eyes blazing. He took in the scene instantly-his fragile mist

pull Chloe up into his arms. "She came here to apologize, and

ng the woman he cheated with-snapped the last thread of my restr

lass raining down. Chloe let out a theatrical shriek

d at me, his eyes filled with absolute disgust

ked shut, the ten years I had spent loving him simply evaporated

king Central Park. The apartment was pitch black, the only light coming

my exhausted body. I thought I had won a night of

ed in the darkest corn

ve, masculine musk hit my senses a second befor

little joyride, mo

s. His bare, heavily muscled chest was a canvas of lethal scars, gleaming in the dim light. He lo

ow did you get in here?" I demanded, my

stance between us with slow, deliberate steps, his dark eyes pinning me i

ssa(princess), is