he morning air in L

nt of medicinal herbs clung to her clothes. She carefully poured the dark, boiling li

of multiple car engines sh

the rim, and walked out of the greenhouse. She crossed the manicure

is face flushed with sweat. "The Church family!"

, keeping her body hidden in the shadows.

imeter. In the center, on the plush velvet sofa, sat Eleonora. Mo

ver Eleonora, holding out a tray with a cup of Earl Grey

tailored black suit. His hands were shoved into his pocket

into her designer bag and slammed the broke

celet?" Eleonora demanded, her voice ringing with aut

ia, Cynthia's cousin, walked down wearing a si

nd gasped. "Oh my god! That's min

bbed Celia's hands, her eyes shining wi

the sudden physical contact from this te

like a laser scanner. He took in her messy hair, her

had a jawline carved from ice. She moved with lethal precisi

tomach dropped. She understood exactly what was happenin

he Church family. Her eyes went wide with manic joy. She grabbed

ind-hearted!" Inger gushed, her

. He turned his head slightly, giving Leo

rative development contract as compensation for your... assistance,"

No! We are not paying them off! The Church family

looked like she was going to

face. A dark red blush crept up her neck, and she

les popped. A muscle feathered in his jaw.

o intention of stepping out and claiming credit. Getting tied to a paranoid

the hot bowl and turned t

dge of a tall brass plant stand. The metal scraped

ard the dark hallway like

n's back. She wore a faded, oversized sweater. Her posture wa

irritation and intense wariness seized his chest, as if something completely unco