another black car was speeding through traffic.
Harrison sat in the back seat.
Expression dark.
Phone clenched tightly in one hand.
His assistant looked terrified.
“Mr. Grant…”
“When?”
“The court appointment is scheduled for this morning.”
Silence.
Dangerous silence.
The kind that made people stop breathing.
Then Harrison spoke.
One sentence.
Cold.
Sharp.
Immediate.
“Get me there.”
Because for the first time…
the divorce wasn’t a threat.
It wasn’t an argument.
It wasn’t a negotiation.
It was real.
And by the time Harrison finally understood that…
the clock had already started counting down.
Toward the moment he feared most.
The moment Raina West would no longer belong to him at all.
Raina’s POV
The city blurred past the car window.
People hurried along sidewalks
