Blake's POV
The silence in my penthouse felt like a living thing, pressing against my chest with every breath.
Sofia had been gone for two hours… long enough to meet with her journalist contact, long enough to hand over the evidence that would destroy Wakes Savage's carefully constructed image.
Long enough to betray Aloe's trust in the name of saving her.
I stood at my windows, watching the city wake up below. Millions of people start their day, making coffee, checking emails, living ordinary lives where the hardest decision might be what to wear or where to eat lunch.
I envied them.
My phone buzzed with a text from Sofia: *The story goes live at 6 AM and there's no turning back now.*
No turning back. In four hours, Aloe's private hell would become public entertainment. Her pain wo
