Chapter 18 Jenny Monroe

• Adam was up before the sun, moving through the house like a storm. He didn’t even glance toward the bedroom. He didn’t want to see her. Not like that. Not with red-rimmed eyes and the silent accusations that made his chest feel too tight.
• By the time he reached the main hall, the staff was already lined up, waiting for instructions. His voice was clipped, leaving no room for argument.
• “Nobody lets Serena step out of this house. On any account. If she needs anything, you bring it to her. If she tries to leave, you stop her. I don’t care how.”