ella

hick with Damien's cedarwood cologne and the lingering, nauseating ghost of Giselle's gardenia perfume. I pressed myself against

You carry yourself like a frightened mouse," he murmured, his voice a smooth,

th just to breathe. Desperate, I slipped my hand into my purse, my fingers brushing the plastic bottl

d open in the rearvi

A Don's

e bottle, letting my hand fall empty into my lap. My life, my health,

anor's orders were absolute. I had to deliver the finalized s

trast to the darkness consuming me. As I passed the Associates' Lounge,

looked like the true king and queen of New York. And Isabella? Just a piece of Irish driftwoo

knuckles turning white as I gri

egime of the docks, stepped out of the lounge, his scarred face set in a fier

ed, his rough features sof

loor seemed to tilt. Alf instinctively reached out

hands off

end of the hall, his chief Enforcer, Viktor, a silent shadow behind him. Damien closed the dista

aid, his jaw tight, though he immediat

the sheer force of his presence suffocating me. He leaned down,

in the halls of my business," he whispered, his breath hot

uilding in my blood. I saw Alf's fists clench in my periphery, t

ast the bile in my throat, keeping

econd before turning on his heel. He walked away

e clarity in my mind was absolute. I looked down at the blue folder hidden beneath the ledgers-the annulment papers