gany door, her chest heaving. She reached beh

f the patrol maids walked past

eath. She turned around t

completely different from the rotting East Wing. This room was sleek, moder

she he

ath coming from the

his side. His hands were gripping his head, his knuckles white

tep backward, aiming

the edge of a thick rug. It ma

oved with the speed

id motion. His hand reached under his

directly at the center

ds in the air. Her heart slammed

ice was a low, gravelly rasp

his face. Alyssa

rp cheekbones and piercing, cold eye

z Strickland. The ruthless, untouchable CEO of the Strickland

run from the madman straig

a frantic knock pounde

arp and panicked. "The crazy bride from t

idn't waver. He looked at her ruined wedding

ick. She saw the way he pressed hi

llable tremor in his gun hand, the dilated pupils despite the dim moonlight, and the almost imperceptible tension locking the musc

ing rapidly. "You have severe cluster migraines. And

His finger tightened s

gnoring the gun. "I was top of my

Strickland family has the best medical tea

use aggressive treatments," Alyssa said, her vo

land. You keep me out of the East Wing, and I will give y

the doorknob. "Master Jabe

his logic. He looked at the fresh blood dripping down her arm, staining

nob rattl

the door and barked, "Get lost! Who

y, sir!" Her footsteps s

and. He leaned back against the headboa

aren't lying to me. Because if you fail, I will make sur