Fawn’s POV
Because the last time I had nothing, Richard had controlled everything. Then he killed me, and he walked away better off than divorcing me. I was about to destroy everything he held dear.
Because this time I wanted sharp teeth and thicker armor. I was now aware of the lengths he would go to win.
“Because it feels like I woke up in someone else’s life,” I answered, “and if I don’t grab onto something that’s actually mine—” I needed to change the subject. I was going into dangerous territory. “Just think, if you had pulled the plug sooner, it all could have been yours.”
He didn’t flinch when I said that now, about pulling the plug.
“Phillip will want to speak to you himself anyway,” he warned. “He’ll need to reassure himself you’re alive.”
My mouth curved. “Is that going to
