Chapter 200

• Tears welled in her wide eyes. She leaned toward the sleeping man, her hands shaking nonstop.
• Before Zayla Steele could act on the thought burning in her mind, Joaquin Latham’s eyes snapped open. His gaze went cold, sliding from her face to the metal chain clutched in her hand.
• Joaquin caught her jaw in a hard grip, eyes narrowing, teeth flashing white. “Zayla Steele, were you planning to strangle me in the middle of the night?”