C9 Passion's Perilous Edge

Kieran's treachery was starkly shown by the flickering lamplight and laptop glow in the retreat's shadowed office. With my sapphire clinging lithe curves and my chestnut curls framing my storm-cloud eyes, I stood rigidly, my pain searing. Leaning close, Kieran's dark, unruly hair was intensely gray, and he exuded defiance. Tyler's devotion was strained by the allure of the Chicago mogul