The Woman Behind The Curtain.  Ronan’s Point Of View.  I didn’t walk, I tore through the corridors like a live wire on the verge of snapping.  The financial reports had…

The Diamond In Her Crosshair.  One minute, we were set to close the quarter’s biggest deal. Next, he’s sitting in my boardroom smiling like a coward, talking about “finding a…

Pretty Rage In A Black Dress.  Seline ‘s Point Of View.  The air inside the car was suffocating, not hot but just heavy like I couldn’t breathe right with her…

Greed Buys Speed.  The morning had started like it always did.  Glass of scotch I didn’t drink, my phone on silent, and I glanced at my tie, knotted to perfection,…

Wolves At The Table.  Zyrah’s Point Of View.  The morning light slanted through the high-rise windows like golden knives, cutting sharp angles across the polished obsidian floor of my office. …

  Mother, Monsters, And Mirror.  Seline Point Of View.  I watched Ronan storm out of the penthouse like a man possessed, grabbing his keys, slamming the door behind him, not…

The Devil In The Headlines.  Ronan’s Point Of View.  “Dammit!”  The words tore from my throat in a hoarse, breathless growl as I stared down at my phone. My fingers…

  The Company’s Meeting.  Zyrah’s Point Of View.  The air in my office was cold, deliberate, like everything else in my life now.  I sat behind my desk, posture relaxed,…

The First Strike.  Zyrah’s Point of View.  The metal bars slide open with a loud, grating clang.  I didn’t move at first.  I sat on the hard cot, my body…

The Call She Never Wanted To Make.  Zyrah’s Point of View.  The cell door slams shut behind me with a sickening finality.  The sound rings in my ears, sharp and…