oing the fury in his chest. He sat in the back of

ut, chewing on the syllables with

hone and dialed his

he said, his voi

the speaker. "Oh? Did Cinderella fin

. Wynn now," Damian said.

phone. Alaric Wynn? The man who controlled the city's financial pulse? The man whose sculpted physique and terrifying power were t

really think she can just climb into that world? She probably just sold

ry," Damian added, hi

bitterness. "Alaric Wynn was that generous? She must have some

ian cut in. "I'm going to make her unde

inger, a repetitive, angry motion. It was

Joan asked, a hint of malici

blurred city streets. "I want it. And not just

ar any more of Joan's useless chatte

ed at the driver. "Back

assistant pull up all the informatio

ty transfer record. The grantor was Addie W

just dealing with a woman who had gotten luc

back down. It only fuel

and preliminary renovation plans in th

contempt. "I'll make it so you

esk and connected to one of his business cont

" he said, getting s

Gallery project has any publicly traded p

g several building materials companies with potential contracts

. A calculating gli

manded. "I want everyone who even thinks about

ill Alaina's dream, to make her understand t

ut at the city skyline. He could already picture Alaina, broken