The Sibling Complication

Hazel

My teeth gnaw nervously at the end of my pen as Hayes drones on about the quarterly report. I’m not hearing a word—at least, not in the way he expects. My mind is too busy plotting.

If Hayes would just shut up for five minutes, I could rush out, find Ronan, and start phase one of my so-called “relationship.” A fake relationship, obviously. The goal? Make Dorian Blackwood regret everything. M