Luna sat in the passenger seat of Grayson's car, watching the city blur past through tear-stained windows. The joy of seeing her mother awake still pulsed through her heart, but Helena's threat cast a dark shadow over everything. She pressed her phone against her palm, the weight of unspoken truths heavy in her chest.
"The board meeting is in three hours," Grayson said, his knuckles white against the steering wheel. "Marcus says the leaked documents are already trending on financial news sites. Twenty years of my father's deals are being dissected."
Luna turned to study his profile. Even in crisis, he maintained that controlled exterior she'd first fallen for. But she could see the tension in his jaw, the way his shoulders carried the burden of an empire built on stolen dreams.
"Grayson
