The gala had turned into a nightmare.One word,fire and Justina’s carefully woven lies unraveled. She could feel Carson’s suspicion like steel claws digging into her skin as he pulled her from the ballroom, his grip unyielding.

The cameras flashed as they left. Reporters leaned in, trying to capture the storm that darkened Carson Wills’ face, but one look from him sent them scattering. He was fury personified, sleek and silent, a predator ushering prey into the shadows.

The limousine door ...