Chapter 10

The ride to the arts district was charged with a crackling, electric tension. Harper sat in the back of the Maybach, staring out the tinted windows as the familiar streets blurred past.

She was dressed for war. She wore a tailored, crimson power suit that fit her like a second skin, pa

Chapter 11

The heavy, soundproof door of the Maybach closed with a definitive thud, shutting out the bustling city noise and the chaotic aftermath of Vanessa’s spectacular meltdown. The tinted windows wrapped them in a cocoon of rich leather and dim, amber lighting.

For a long moment, the only so

Chapter 12

The first thing Harper was aware of was the warmth.

A heavy, comforting heat enveloped her from behind, a solid wall of muscle pressed against her back. A strong arm was draped securely over her waist, holding her flush against a broad chest.

Harper blinked her eyes open slowly. The