"Naya! Over here—Naya!"

"How does it feel to be the most infamous woman in Manhattan?"

"Are you sleeping with your lawyer? Or is he just another one of your mistakes?"

She tightened the collar of Adrian’s oversized coat around her and kept walking, clutching the little pharmacy bag in her hand like it might shield her somehow.

She’d only wanted five quiet minutes. That’s all. Just a quick step out from the penthouse, down to the corner shop to grab some pads.

Of course her ...