e gap in the heavy velvet curtains

ed bed. Her hand reached out instinctively, but t

open. She sat up. Sh

overed the cut on her calf. Confusion washed over h

efore Brenda, the head maid, wh

g her eyes respectfully lowered. "Mr. Mitchell lef

into a hard knot. She let

thought that he had carried her to bed out of kind

nightstand to order coffee from

with dozens of p

rried Out of 1OAK in Tears! Tr

throwing her over his shoulder filled the screen. Her dress was hi

y hissed, throwing the

She grabbed her iPad, opened Net-a-Porter, an

cked 'P

ge popped up: Tra

her wallet and entered the deta

lin

ied he

lin

forehead. She grabbed her phone an

y accounts?" Finley dema

. Benton issued a direct order this morning. All your liqu

blood drained from her face.

off the covers, marched into the walk-in closet, and pull

screen. A message from an encrypted number she had memorized months ago, when she first started following the market on her own, teaching hers

olding company for six months, using a shell company and an offshore broker she'd found through Tinsley's shady cousin. It was her secret war chest-or it wou

hen she deleted the thread, locked the p

tins clicked furiously across the marble lobby of

up, her eyes wide. "Mis

k so venomous the wom

private executive elevator, and hit the button for the 68th flo

rs ding

he CEO's office. "Mrs. Mitchell, he is in a highly confiden

She grabbed the heavy walnut handles o

dark circles bruising the skin beneath them. He looked exhausted. On t

a button on his console. "We will reconvene in

the desk, slamming both han

she snarled, her voi

ngers, his expression infuriatingly calm. "It is a conseque

er? You spent your wedding night at a hospital with y

ast a shadow over her, forcing her t

twenty-five," Haiden said, his voice dangerously low. "Yo

hest heaving. "I'll go to the press! I'll tell

me caging her in completely. He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous warning that lef

st and yanked it away.

scattered across the page would have made most people's eyes glaze over. Finley scanned them in half a second. Her secret training kicked in: non-disclosure agreement, ass

always did. "I can't understand any of this," she mutte

aperweight from the edge of the

tered into a doz

hit the intercom button. "Security.

haking finger at him. "I'm going to rip you

d out of the office, her heels