- SERAPHINE
The car door slammed with a heavy, final thud that echoed through the empty parking garage. Declan didn’t even wait to pull out of the space before he started in on me. His hands were white-knuckled on the steering wheel, his jaw so tight I thought his teeth might actually crack.
"Monday? Are you out of your mind, Seraphine? Or did the anesthesia just rot your brain?"
I leaned back against the leather seat, staring at the concrete ceiling as we sped toward the exit. "It’s Estella. Get used to the name, Declan. And no, I’m perfectly sane. Caspian says Aiden’s liquidating the trust. If I don't stop him now, there won't be a company left to take back."
"I don't care if he's selling the moon," Declan snapped, swerving the car onto the main road. The city lights blurred past us,
