Chapter 25 The Weight Of The Past

• "I won't let you go, and you aren't a third party," he turned her gaze to meet his. "You, Evelyn, are the only woman who will ever bear the name Mrs. Thorn."
• Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck, the knot of insecurity in her chest loosening. Michael brought her more than just the protection of the Thorn International empire; he brought a sense of peace she hadn't known she was missing. In his arms, the bitter world of the City felt distant.
• He swept her up and carried her to the bed, but before he could join her, Evelyn pulled out her phone. She looked at the draft of the photo she'd prepared. Her thumb hovered over the 'Post' button. If she sent this, the Erica Jones "scandal" would die instantly.