Nobody spoke.
The storm outside raged against the mansion windows with increasing violence, thunder rolling across the sky like something detonating at a distance, but inside the study the silence felt considerably more dangerous than anything the weather was doing.
Adrian stood completely still. Too still. Liora watched him carefully, unease moving slowly beneath her skin. Because men like Adrian were never motionless unless they were managing something violent. And right now she couldn't tell whether he was controlling his anger or something considerably more fundamental than that.
Iris looked terrified the moment her own words finished landing, as though she was already regretting having said them.
Vivian, however, looked fascinated. Not shocked, not unsettled. Fascinated, in the sp
