Sebastian Hale was not a man who gave in easily.
For years, he had built his empire on discipline, control, and the unshakable ability to keep his emotions in check.
He didn’t break. He didn’t slip.
Until now.
Until her.
Victoria leaned against the doorway of his bedroom, the silk of her robe hanging just loose enough to hint at the body underneath. She had been hovering all evening, her presence a constant, deliberate thing. Waiting.
And now, she was done waiting.
“You look tense,” she mused, stepping inside without invitation. “Long day?”
Sebastian let out a slow breath, setting his whiskey glass down on the nightstand. He was tired.
The kind of exhaustion that had nothing to do with business and everything to do with Isabelle.
With Marcus.
With the fact that the twins—his twi
