Caesar held Cloe tightly to his chest, feeling her warmth but also the heavy weight of the situation pressing down on him. His bed of roses, the peace of their wedding day, had been shattered by the looming threat of the Johnson family. He had just married Cloe, and already the first blow had landed—a reminder of the complicated world they lived in, and the dangers that came with it.
There was no way he could allow Cloe to work at Anderson Hospital now, not with all the risks that came with it. But Caesar knew that controlling Sonia would be another battle. She was fiery, aggressive, and fiercely determined—once she set her mind to something, there was little anyone could do to stop her. And Sonia had already made it clear that she wanted Cloe in Anderson Hospital, regardless of Caesar's
