rtini had be

The sharp edges of her reality had blurred. Julian's face, Quinn's smirk, the s

s. "That's enough. You're not going back t

Can't go home. He changed the locks... probably

lm. "Here. It's the Penthouse Suite. Only thing they had left. I put it on my card. I'm going

taring at the card. It was bla

toward the elevators.

nst the cool metal wall, closing her eyes. The ascent made her

Top

imly lit, elegant. There were two

e numbers were swimming. Was it an A or a

-Penthouse A. She swiped the card.

she muttered, sw

gave way. A heavy room service trolley had been vacated just inside the foyer,

red triumphantly

city. The air conditioning was cranked down low, biting at her exposed skin. It smelled... distinc

She just needed h

and left them where they fell. She navigated by touch, her hands finding th

couch," she mumbled, cr

lows. She let out a long, shuddering

le position. Her hand slid under the

was warm. It was hard

process the sensory inp

fyingly strong-shot out of the dar

is th

nd menace. It wasn't Sierra. It wasn't Julian. It

ed to yank her hand bac

shrieked, kick

ed her over, pinning her to the mattress. His weight was crushing.

cutting through the alcohol h

was dark with amusement and

t with his fr

oded the room with b

shut against the glare.

ur eyes,

oice that commanded boardrooms and silence

blinking rapidly as

, a jawline that could cut glass, and eyes the color of a stormy ocean. His dark hair was mussed from

d in her throat.

ebastian

erling Corp. The man known on

ntly pinned benea