ng long shadows across the exposed brick walls. The air smelled like fresh

ded jeans, her bare feet curling into the warm rug. She held a small watering

w, every piece of art on the walls had been chosen by her. It was messy, comfo

sofa, a bag of organic potato chips in her la

. "Page Six is going crazy! 'Billionaire Bray's Bride V

to the fridge. She pulled out two bottles of craft IP

d, handing a bottle to D

She put her phone down and looked at C

I tried to send you some money, but your joint acc

of her beer. It was hoppy and c

than okay,

't her old phone, the one Donovan had given her and monitored. It

pped the screen a few times. The

ull day of treatments, including a couples massage, a facial, and a champagn

y's eyes were wide. "Where

's a long story. Let's just

Donovan had given her, buzzed on the kitche

on from the

* has been declined at Bergdorf Go

mile spread across her face. He had done it. He ha

reading over her shoulder. "See! H

d up her new one. She dialed the number for

eport a fraudulent attempt to cancel my primary account, linked to Donovan Bray. P

u send a notification to the secondary cardholder, Mr. Bray, informing him that his supplement

ose mouth was hanging open so wide a pot

older?" Debby gasped. "Th

beer bottle in a toast

st Clementine's, her eyes shining with a mixture

r of Bray Enterprises, Donovan

ee a text from Clementine, a pl

official SMS from

has been temporarily suspended at the request of the primary account holder. F

dn't make sense. The primary account holder was him. He had app

one and dialed the ban

led the moment the phone was picked up

Due to privacy regulations, we cannot discuss the details of the primary account holder's deci

mentar

wasn't in control. She was. She had the money.

n't how it was supposed to go. She was supposed to be

here did she get the mo

ight, energized. The fear and the pain of the last few days wer

d open a heavy steel door. The private garag

anvas cover and

atte black, sleek and aggressive, with a cus

She swung a leg over the bike and felt the familiar,

y, who was still sitting on the sofa, staring

am of power and freedom. She revved the throttle once, twice, and th

attan skyline gave way to the