The clock on her phone glowed past midnight, but Jade was still wide awake. The silence of her apartment felt thick, humming with something she didn’t want to name. She rolled over on her bed, tangled in thin sheets, her legs pressed together, restless. The image of her boss had been burned into her mind since the day she started working at the firm.

No one carried power the way he did. Nathan Carter, sharp suit, cold eyes, and a voice that could slice through steel. Everyone in the office ...