Chapter 20 The Setup

~VALERIE’S POV~

The sharp sting of last night’s confrontation still hummed in my veins the next morning. My legs felt like solid lead as I dragged a damp rag across the massive dining table. I scrubbed the polished mahogany wood until my knuckles turned stark white, desperate to wash away the terrifying memory of Donovan cornering me in the kitchen. The way he had stepped into my space, shrinking