Chapter 5
The moment Joseph Forsythe-Drew took a seat behind his desk, Ryan relaxed into the club chair opposite him.
El was too nervous to sit, and he watched her from the corner of his eye as she stood beside the window in front of her father’s desk, peering out onto the rolling lawns up ahead.
The minute they’d driven onto her parents’ land, she’d sunken into herself, something he’d noticed had only worsened with each feet that was swallowed up by the SUV that took them to the house.
Then, when she entered the property, it got worse.
This place sucked at her spirit, and after what Shawn had told him about her background, Ryan couldn’t exactly blame her. Even before they’d learned about a part of El’s heritage, her parents hadn’t exactly been the best examples. But hell, whose paren
