Author’POV
The next morning, Zane met up with Helena in a sleek downtown café that looked far too classy for the dirty work they were about to discuss.
She slid into the booth across from him, practically buzzing with excitement.
Subtlety had never been her thing.
“I ran the story just like we planned,” she said, barely bothering with a greeting. “So, what’s the next move?”
Zane raised an eyebrow, a slow grin working its way across his face. “Well, someone’s in a hurry. Didn't peg you for the eager type, Helena. What's got you all fired up?”
Helena’s jaw tightened for a split second, but she masked it with a light shrug.
She’d heard about Sylvia and Caesar’s contract marriage yesterday.
The thought of them playing house made her stomach twist.
All she wanted no
