na's

lock on the front door finally

hair by the window, my left

e saw me sitting in the dark. He sighed tiredly, went t

ing to press the ice pack

ead away. "Do

voice, but his tone only made me find it even more ridiculous

." I forcefully suppressed the storm inside me, my voi

, snapping at me. "She controls the docks. She is untouchable! Put aw

his dark eyes, "then come back to the estate

ed my gaze. "I can't go. I ha

busi

y line." He lied without batting an ey

toward the master bedroom, my

o, an informant sent over intel-tomorrow is Chiara's birthday, and h

patriarch's summons to dr

nto my private study and firm

nd started a secure,

red a few times b

silver-haired old man who had served my grandfather for forty ye

y deep, but now it

said in a low voice, quickl

I've been completely beaten into submission, that I'm a c

" the consig

smile curved on my lips. "Because after tomorrow night

the gilded mirror and looked at t

t he was the master of this game. But his arrogance made

angry; we j

as a text from him in the bedroom: "

ately. I didn't need rest; I