Bound To The Ruthless Wall Street Butcher

em inside a vacuum of leather and silence. The s

fic with a smoothness that felt unnatural. Elayne sat pressed

ked at her since she was shoved into the car. He was reading a document o

ce shaking. "I... I want to apologi

on," Gunnar said.

inked. "E

creen. "Including the bridge loan from Sterling Capital that is currently in default. Your fathe

from her face. It had been f

he whispered, the fig

ere predatory. "That photo of us is already trending. My company's stock

urant, turned from the front passenger

er," Cornell said. His voice was

e screen. Consultin

ality clause in my grandfather's trust to oust me. They think I'm unstable. A

to... act?"

e part. I get control of the trust. In re

n't be in the spotlight. Not with the secret she was

laugh. He tapped the screen

ur Sterling was on the phone, his face red with rage. "Burn it," he was sc

th. The gallery. Her mother's

d her space, his scent-sandalwoo

ent for what you did in the restaurant. I will bury you in legal fees unti

was a monster. A beautifu

m Meredith, her stepmother: YOU STUPID G

l, warm weight she held in her arms every night

Her hand trembled as she signed

instantly. The predator rela

e," he ordere

ed, panic spiking again.

Gunnar said, returning to his read

he highway that led to Long Island.

me, he held a bottle of water and a

politely. "We pulled your recent prescripti

ords. A wave of cold relief washed over her, so potent it made her dizzy. They knew about

the "rehabilitation" stay in Switze

r fingers brushing Cor

k. He looked exhausted, human for just a sec

ach, tracing the faint line of th

erself. If they knew, this

l, but she had to make sure he ne