The penthouse was eerily silent, the kind of silence that suffocates, wrapping itself around you like a vise. Harrison stood by the large window, staring out at the glittering city skyline, his reflection a ghostly silhouette against the glass. His mind replayed the events of the past few days, a dark storm of betrayal and fury brewing within him.
Amelia. The one person he had let into his life, into his heart, had been playing him, conspiring with his enemies. The realization cut deeper than any betrayal he’d ever experienced. He had given her everything—his love, his trust, his protection—and she had used it against him. The pain of it was staggering, morphing into a cold, dark rage that simmered beneath the surface.
He turned away from the window, his eyes narrowing as they settled on
