Chapter 84

Jayden’s POV.

My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth might crack. The cool marble floor beneath my custom-made Italian leather shoes suddenly felt like a quicksand pit, ready to swallow me whole. Disgraceful.

That was the only word my racing mind could settle on—a searing brand on my soul. I wished, oh God, how I wished, I had just shut up, kept my petty, arrogant, self-serving mouth sealed when I had the chance.

My need to be the smartest, the most powerful, the ...