Amara's POV.

The air in the club was thick with tension, a palpable energy that pulsed with the beat of the music. Cassian and Capricorn stood facing each other, two powerful, unyielding forces on a collision course. I stood there, a silent, terrified ghost in the middle of it all, my heart pounding against my ribs. Over 900 million. It was impossible. But Cassian was ready.

"900 million," Cassian said, his voice a low, firm promise. "On the condition that you leave her alone. For good. You ...