Betrayed By Blood, Reclaimed By Love
e. I was a Senior Project Manager, good at my job, respected by my team. In my previous life, I let Liam'
two of a major software launch, when my desk phone buzzed.
id, her voice low. "But you have a situati
creep in, but I pushed it down, replacing it wit
as standing in the middle of the pristine, marble-floored space, yelling at Mike, our gruff but fair Head of Security. A junior accountant, a
ic finger at Peterson. "This is a five-hundred-dollar jacket! And he assaulte
rity footage and three eyewitness accounts, you walked directly into Mr. Pet
s demeanor changed. He rus
hal won't do anything about it! You need to fire both of them and
, to apologize on his behalf, to wri
e expression was a mixture of resignation and curiosity. Everyone was watching, wa
oved his han
orry for my brother's behavior. If you feel you were assaulted, I enc
s widened. Lia
ording to standard company procedure for a non-employee causing a disturban
issed, his face turning a blotchy r
said, my voice dropping. "A man who causes
closer, trying to use the emotional b
nly I could hear. "You promised her on her dea
so much power over me w
voice like ice. "I'm teaching you the one less
n him, addressing
perations. Please escort him from the premises. He is not to be al
," Mike said, a flicker
g about promises and betrayal. The sound was music to my ears. The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off the noise, and a
/0/85187/coverorgin.jpg?v=337f9f70bbd7bc9fdf5ec8931e26e0c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/68276/coverorgin.jpg?v=e850c968fd814f48daf5abddf2735a00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/77279/coverorgin.jpg?v=f54e8e3918361c612323e930c8073ace&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/97518/coverorgin.jpg?v=af5c7bafdb4ddef31911cee9661cdc51&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/62446/coverorgin.jpg?v=38761145c8767e855c4e9668ff55049b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/86157/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bb2ba61deb277dd740ede5bde22252d&imageMogr2/format/webp)