Vows and Vengeance

-it was spinning toward him. When they finally pulled apart, breathless, she stared up into his eyes."This isn't part of the deal," she murmured."No," he said, brushing his thumb over her cheek.

ower Play. Her grip tightened on her phone."I'm going to rip them apart," she muttered."Good," Alexander said, stepping into the room. "Because we're going live in thirty minutes."Her head snapped up. "Live?"He tossed a black suit jacket over his shoulder. "Exclusive interview. National network. I've arranged the entire thing."Yuna stared at him. "You want to drag this further into the spotlight?""No. I want to own the spotlight."She hesitated."Yuna." He moved closer, his voice gentler. "This isn't about saving face anymore. This is about taking control of the narrative. You don't hide from wolves. You face them."She straightened slowly. "Then let's feed them a story they'll choke on."The lights were bright. The cameras colder. Yuna sat beside Alexander on the sleek set of Morning Pulse, microphones clipped, water glasses untouched. Across from them, the host leaned forward, eyebrows raised. "Miss Eastin. Mr. Wolfe. Let's get straight to it. Are the rumors true? Was your relationship fake from the beginning?"Yuna inhaled.And then, with practiced poise, said, "Yes."Gasps.The host blinked.Alexander's mouth twitched."It started as a business arrangement," Yuna continued, her voice calm. "One born out of mutual necessity. I needed protection. Alexander needed leverage. We both got something out of it.""And now?" the host asked."Now?" Yuna glanced at Alexander. "Now it's complicated."He turned to the camera, voice steady and dangerous. "Let's be clear. This was never about destroying the Eastin name. It was about exposing corrupti