Raina’s POV
“Harrison.”
His name left my lips quietly.
The room seemed to shrink.
Or maybe it was just him.
Standing there in the doorway.
Breathing hard.
Suit wrinkled.
Hair disordered.
Nothing like the composed, untouchable man everyone knew.
For the first time since I had met him…
he looked human.
Not powerful.
Not intimidating.
Just desperate.
His gaze dropped immediately to the documents on the table.
Then to the pen in my hand.
Then back to me.
“No.”
His voice came out rough.
Harsh.
Almost commanding.
Except there was something underneath it now.
Fear.
Real fear.
“We’re not doing this.”
Silence.
The clerk looked between us awkwardly.
My lawyer slowly adjusted his glasses.
Nobody spoke.
Harrison walked forward.
One step.
Then another.
His eyes never le
