cold Manhattan wind biting through her thin trench

ibrated in

t call from the private lawyer man

ccording to clause 4B, this specific addendum requires you to personally print and present it t

her throat. She hailed a cab and gave the driver the a

doors and walked straight toward the massive

to the top floo

d, her tone perfectly trained but laced with a subtle, dismissive edge. "I'm sorry, but Mr. Glenn is currently occupie

xclusive black elevator card that proved her sta

on the scanner. A mechanic

ard frozen," the

stopped and turned their heads, casting curious and judg

. She lowered her head and quickly slipped into a standard e

rds, and pushed through the heavy fire doors into the emergency stairwell. Her heels clicked sharply against the concrete as she climbed the remainin

ere slightly ajar. A sliver of war

he door open, and felt her heart sh

Kristopher's massive mahogany d

ing down, using his thumb to gently wipe a smud

topher lifted his head. The tenderness in his eyes morphe

slid off the desk, hiding be

step felt like walking on broken glass. She pl

tely. I'll take it and go. I won't stay a second

n't even glance at the contents. He thr

across Aletha's cheekbone. A thin, hot li

in one large stride. He grabbed Aletha's chi

a vicious hiss. "You don't even compare to a single str

n her eyes made a sudden, inexplicable flash

shove. He slammed his hand down

of security

ice seconds later. They flanked Aletha, each gr

pping with fake sympathy. "Kris, please don't be to

ward. Her heels scuffed harshl

rowded ground-floor lobby under the staring eyes of hundreds

ll hard onto the freez

fluttering in the wind. A single tear finally broke fr