Chapter 148

• The boardroom was silent, thick with tension the kind of silence that only power can create.
• I stood across from Logan, my half-brother and CEO of the Sinclair Group, in his private office at the top of the tower. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the skyline, but all I could see was red.
• "You're not doing this," I said, my voice sharp, cutting through the stillness. "Cassandra doesn’t belong to you, and you sure as hell don’t get to ‘decide’ what happens to her without her consent."