The sun was dipping low, casting amber streaks across the horizon, when Maddie received the invitation. She was…
The private jet touched down just before sunrise. Tyrone Dominian stepped off the aircraft like a returning king….
The light through the cabin windows was golden and soft, filtering through the trees and spilling across the…
Charlene didn’t leave that night. Not after the table. Not after the second round on the bearskin rug…
Maddie returned that evening to the seaside suite. Wine glasses were chilled, rose petals scattered across the bedspread,…