Third person's POV
The door swung open before anyone could compose themselves. Liora whipped hee head to see who had come into the room and her eyes widened agrhw sight of many unfamiliar faces. Gasps rippled through the air like a wave. A handful of representatives from fashion houses and agencies, men and women in sleek suits and sharp heels, they all froze at the threshold, their polished confidence faltering the instant they saw what waited inside.
Kade Hayes was on his knees. His designer suit was torn at the shoulder, blood streaked faintly at the corner of his mouth, and fury burned in his eyes like something feral barely contained. Standing over him was Rowan, who looked calm, composed, the kind of control that didn’t need to be loud to be dangerous. Beside him, Liora stood
