Chapter 280
- Jordan's POV
- I was sitting in the dark cockpit of my sports coupe, fingers digging into the steering wheel until my knuckles burned red. My phone lay face-down on the passenger seat, but Minerva’s poisoned whispers still echoed through my skull like sirens: Her boyfriend looks kind of old... buying master beds together...
- A hot, suffocating knot of possessive fury choked my throat.