I lay sprawled on the ground, barely clinging to life.
Through my blurry, swimming vision, Dean Cameron stood tall against the glare of the light behind him.
He shoved Stacy, who’d been about to lay hands on me, hard out of the way and stepped straight between her and me.
Caught completely off guard, she stumbled backward with a yelp, only to be caught steady in Sebastian’s arms.
Her face twisted into a mask of fear and wronged hurt, and she cried out. "President Miller! Who is this man? Is he her f*****g side piece?"
Sebastian pulled her tight against his chest, his eyes fixed warily on the stranger standing before him. "Who the hell are you!"
This man radiated an intangible, imposing aura of an alpha top dog. Even someone like my husband, who’d rubbed shoulders with all kinds of i
