“Well damn. Guess the king fell off.”
I laughed low.
“Kings don’t fall. They get pushed.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“What are you really trying to say, Laurent?”
I leaned closer, lowering my voice.
“You still think the NDAs are okay?”
She stiffened slightly.
“What?”
Silence.
“That money wasn’t enough for what you gave him.”
She frowned. “Don’t start.”
“I’m not starting anything. I’m saying you have power.”
She looked at me sharply.
“You want revenge?”
I smiled slowly.
“I want balance.”
She scoffed. “That sounds like revenge with better marketing.”
I reached up, brushing my thumb along her jaw. She didn’t pull away.
“You were his lawyer. You know where everything lives. How everything moves.”
Her expression shifted.
Professional now.
Dangerous.
“He didn’t let me in all the way like you think.”
I leaned closer until my mouth was near her ear.
“Thrones shift. Kings fall. Somebody always steps in.”
She pulled back slightly.
“That somebody is you?”
“Of course.”
“And his little bride?”
