I was huddled on the velvet sofa, my body curled around the agony in my arm. I had managed to stumble to the kitchen and grab a bag of frozen peas, wrapping it in a dish towel with my teeth and my one good hand. The cold was a dull roar against the white-hot screaming of my bones. Every time my heart beat, my wrist throbbed in a sickening, grinding rhythm.
The penthouse was silent, save for the muffled sound of Jason’s voice from behind his study door. I wondered if he was closing deals or if he was already rewriting the afternoon in his head, turning his violence into an accident.
A sharp, authoritative knock echoed through the foyer.
I flinched, the sudden movement sending a fresh jolt of pain up my arm that made me see stars. Before I could even attempt to stand, Jason was already hu
