Aria

“I heard you’ve been digging into my life,” Hunter drawled, stalking toward me with that smug theatrical gait.

I didn’t flinch. Just lifted one eyebrow and tilted my head, unimpressed by his looming presence. The dramatic entrance didn’t scare me, not like he has been having his way since he was born.

“You’re threatening my mother with some video of me?” he pressed on. “Maybe try having some respect for the family you married into.”

I let out a dry, humorless laugh. ...