of the living room. The sheer, icy malice in h

ent numb. He dropped

atter. The sound made Kathleen and Kailee flinch violently, p

inful. Through the fabric of his suit, Cassie could feel a faint, high-f

devoid of expression. He held a thi

nd slammed the heavy folder dire

. He flipped it open with shaking fingers. His eyes darted over the bold legal t

Josephus's face. His lips

nical. "If you refuse, Gilmore Enterprises will be for

led. He looked like h

She plastered a desperate, ugly smile

e, this is just a fam

hing entirely insignificant. The unspoken contempt in his dark eyes made Kathle

oved her roughly backward. She crashed hard onto the sofa. Kailee let out a muffled squea

uld barely remove the cap. He pressed the nib to the paper and scribbled his signature. A

hecked the signature, snapped the fol

safety of Dane's chest. A dark, heavy

njuries. His gaze stopped at the hem of her designer dress. The fabric was to

a radiating fro

low, demonic growl. The pressure in

llapsed onto his knees, his hands press

begged, pressing his forehead toward the

who had tormented her for year

nd kicked the heavy leathe

the wall with a deafening crash. Kailee screame

Dane announced to the room. His voice

wail and slumped entirely

grip, sliding his hand down Cassie's arm until

door. The crushing grip of his hand sent a wave

oorway, Dane stopped.

near my wife again, I w

her face, warming her cold skin. She glanced back over her shoulder one la

behind them, leaving th

the bottom of the stone steps. The driver pul

d, shielding her as she ducked into the dark, luxuriou

he heavy door slammed shut, insta

he Maybach pulled away from the curb, lea

up and yanked his silk tie loose. The muscles in his jaw were tight, and his chest rose an

truggling to suppress a

oftly. Her voice broke the

n. His dark, intense ga

ter scoff. "What is min

words sent a strange, hot fl

pe. She looked down at her hands, carefully wiping t

s eyes tracked every tiny

ghway. The trees outside blurr

rash compartment. She took a deep breath, her chest

est the limits o

id, her voice steady. "I am not the real

sat perfectly still, wa

the Maybach tur