XARION'S POV
I don’t know what pisses me off more, what Megan told me Danielle did yesterday, or the fact that I even have to deal with it in the first place.
I’m not furious, not yet. Just… extremely irritated. The kind of irritation that builds behind your ribs until you either confront it or explode.
So, after meeting with the three investors I rescheduled yesterday, I drive straight to Danielle’s house.
By the time I pull up, it’s close to sunset. I can hear music and laughter coming from inside.
Perfect.
She’s home. And judging by the noise, she’s not alone.
I head straight for the front entrance and knock once, hard enough to be heard over the chatter.
The door swings open, and Danielle’s face lights up with bright surprise the moment she sees me.
She's wearing a tight red d
