ELISE

Three men in dark suits flanked Victoria, their hands resting casually near their jackets in a way that suggested weapons underneath. They looked highly professional.

"Victoria, what—" Marcus started.

"Shh, darling. Let me handle this." Victoria's smile never faltered as she addressed Sebastian. "You shouldn't have sent that text. Declaring vendetta is such an antiquated custom. We're civilized people. We can work this out."

"You brought armed men to my brother's home," Sebastian's ...