Chapter 4 Rising From The Ashes (Part 1)
- POV Luna Hartley - Five Years Later
- My Louboutin high heels clicked confidently against the polished marble of the Hartley Tower lobby. My black Armani suit hugged my body perfectly—tailored, of course. No more shelving for Luna Hartley. Not anymore.
- The security guard at reception swallowed hard as I passed, his eyes following my movement with a mixture of admiration and fear.