ting into his tailored pants. He pulled a silk handkerchief from his

ammered, his voice shaking violently. "It'

ad around and glared

ords straining. "Get down here rig

letely ignorant of the power dynamics in the room. He didn't know w

railing with his sneaker. "He got in the way! It's jus

d like he was about to have a massive heart att

nger. She dropped to her knees n

something!

backhan

e fell hard onto the marble floor, clutching her sting

ren screamed at her. "

scream and pressed herself fla

nce play out with absolute boredom

nto the foyer. He looked at the chaos

oked down at the scratched watch. H

looked up at Dock. His voice

s a custom Patek Philippe. It is a one-of-a-kind piec

r hung in

llion

replaced by a look of sheer, unadulterated horror. His legs ga

ore than half of the Haye

at watch belonged to Mr. Suarez's late grandfather

a ball on the floor. She finally realized her pr

. She looked at Donovan's broad shoulders. She knew exactly what he was

ed forward o

I will pay you back every cent," Warre

ethodically unclasped the leather strap of

need your money," Donovan

shot past Warren and pinned Dock

" Donovan stated, his tone flat and abs

s words made the temperature

backward like a crab, trying

tairs on her hands and knees, crying h

dignity was compl

st life crying and begging like pathetic animals. A dark