ce. The iced water flew out of the heavy glass,

ed her arms, bracing for the humiliating impact, her

ever

r personal space, completely eclipsing her. The scent

k of Caspian Sterling's bespoke charcoal suit jac

ng at the broad, solid back of the man who had

to Veronica. The temperature in the lobby seemed to drop ten degr

ss slipping from her fingers and shattering on the floor. She was instantl

s Veronica. He puffed out his chest. "Hey! Who the

aspian reached into his pocket, pulled out a pristine white silk handk

coldness in his eyes vanished, replaced

d, his voice a deep rumble t

staring at him in absolute sho

at Caspian's damp jacket. "Oh, I get it. Is this the cheap s

Veronica. He simply glanced over his shoulder at Arth

hur an almost im

sending a silent, high-priority alert di

nsult. "You just ruined a nice suit for

t Leo. "You're the one who isn't worth a dime, Leo! I paid your rent! I bought your au

opped pretending not to listen. They began to w

tures into something ugly. He stepped toward Clara agg

ith terrifying,

s wrist mid-air. Caspian's fingers loc

ing his lips. He tried to yank his arm

aspian informed Leo coldly, his voice b

was pressing a finger to his earpiece, his face pale. He had just received strict, terrifying orders

apidly, flanked by two burl

ked at Rick. "Rick, thank god. Throw Clara and her

t her, turning respectfully toward Caspian. Rick

e were not aware of your presence," Rick said, his voice tre

ving the younger man backward wit

cuffs, his eyes fixed

trash," Casp