Chapter 13

The first thing Sienna registered was the suffocating, noxious fumes of low-grade gasoline.

It burned the back of her throat and stung her nostrils, snapping her out of the chemical darkness with the violent jolt of a defibrillator. She gasped, her lungs expanding against the tight con

Chapter 14

"You..." Ronan breathed, the syllable carrying a weight so immense it seemed to crush the air out of the room. He remained on his knees, his hands hovering just inches from her exposed shoulder, afraid that if he touched her, she would vanish like the phantom she had been for two agonizi

Chapter 15

Julian screamed as she raised the gun.

He threw his hands over his face and curled into a pathetic, trembling ball on the blood-stained concrete of the warehouse floor. His designer suit was ruined, soaked in dirt, sweat, and the pooling blood of Valeria’s slaughtered guards.

"Please