as it ascended to the penthouse.

lan sat in the chair, dressed in a dark cashmere sweater a

was wearing a pristine white silk blouse and tailored tro

. He was a miniature, flawless replica

small hand out of Jessenia's grip. His l

voice was high-pitched and

knees, throwing his small

of a second, confusion clouded his eyes. But then, something deeper took over. A prima

hands. He grabbed Leo by the waist and lifted the boy into his lap.

hand and grabbed Harlan's jaw, pulling on

n his eyes melted. A soft, genuine smile broke acro

rk, triumphant joy. This was her trump card. Blood was thicker than memory. Har

the moment. She walked forwar

d. Her voice was a soft, loving purr.

he bent down slightly and placed her

on was ins

abric turned to iron. Harlan's smile vanished. His jaw ticked viol

e simply shifted his weight, turning his torso

was brutal. Jessenia's hand slipped off

e cold. The humiliation bu

us system remembered that she was repulsive to him. The physical rejection was a glaring alar

She pretended to adjust the collar of L

ed open down

he was holding a glass of warm water and a small white pill. She

completely ignored Jessenia. "It

is shoulders instantly evaporated. He looked u

turned her head and glared

pped. Her voice was sh

epped forward

nto Kaylee's eyes. "From now on, Mr. Schwartz's medication will be handled

lip hard enough to turn it white. She look

k on Leo. He was whispering something to the boy, comp

smoothly took the gl

he took a step back, playing

ng their son, the cold dread returned. She had to break his physical defenses. She had