ling of City Hall, clutching the thin p

s Maybach sped away, merging into the chaotic

air felt her face burn. She shoved the marriage certif

making her shiver. She pulled out

ir sat in a cramped, indi

cky wooden table. "He left you at

r shrank down in her chair and stirred her lukewarm latte. "

ad. "You are too soft! You are moving into his pent

ase out of the private elevator that opene

tely devoid of life. It was all black marble, gray steel, and

o keep her mind from spiraling, she set up her drawing tabl

ectronic lock on th

are feet slapped against the hardwoo

ne shoulder, his tie was pulled completely loose, and the heavy scent

ddle of his living room. He blinked, as if he

She pointed toward the kitchen. "You've been

. He rubbed his temples with his thumb and fore

lair slid a steaming

apped around the ceramic, his knuckles

both

ce was barely a whisper. "Do we... need t

e tea. He lowered the mug a

lat, devoid of any emotion. "D

al punch to her stomach. The

wly and turned

used fingers brushed against her cheek. He t

violent jolt of electricity straight to her hear

pulled his hand back quickly and turned tow

hen pendant light hit the col

ngs stoppe

e cotton of his collar was a bright

ch vanished, replaced by a