room. The crystal chandelier swayed violently, the gl

rd froze. Eds

cashmere overcoat. The cold air seemed to radiate from his very bones. H

thal synchronization. Their heavy boots hit the marble floor. Within three seconds, they had p

ll Street. Edson's purple face instantly morphed into a sickening, desperate smil

ht past Edson, his shoulder brushing the older

ey. His chest heaved once. His eyes locked onto

w ticked so hard it looked

f and stepped into Ashley's space. He wrapped the heavy, warm fabric tightly

obacco engulfed Ashley's senses. The phantom

. Her freezing fingers gripped the lapels of hi

r a fraction of a second. He reached up and wrappe

voice was a low, gravelly rum

er Ashley's. Her chest tightened with pure, toxic jealousy. She

s, please, if this is about the port develop

d securely behind his broad back. He looked

His voice was absolute zero. "We are fulfilling

The only sound was the wind h

to her mouth. Brittany's eyes

ook a step forward. "Mr. Hawkins, Ashley is... unstable. Her reputation is ruined. If yo

tilted her head, giving Bennett a

laugh. The sound held no humor.

of offering up garbage when someone

face, turning her skin a blotchy, humiliated red. Sh

sts clenched at his sides, but he kept his mouth shut. The opp

m. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose. He pulled a thic

smacked against

the assistant said, his voice clinical, "Hawkins Group will short Sawy

d through his dress shirt. He nodded franti

m behind Bennett's bac

ment is ove

overriding his fear. "You can't just de

rd as she could directly at his chest. The heavy platinum band smacked hard against his sternum. Devon flinched, instinctively taking

oked straight into his dark eyes

tt's eyes. He nodded. He wrapped his arm tightly ar

lunged forward. "You can't just lea

Justyn face-first into the d

looked over her shou

or the last month," Ashley said, her voice carrying across

e slowly turned his head to look at Fleda. Fleda's f

walked in perfect sync with B

whipped her hair. "Get your lawyers ready.

remains of the ruined oak door