A Husband's Hidden Fury

~Kaelen~

The rain was hitting the floor-to-ceiling glass of my Manhattan office in a steady, monotonous sheet.

I was standing by the window, my hands shoved deep into my trouser pockets, my mind tracking the forty-eight-hour clock. It was eleven forty-two. In eighteen minutes, Declan Vane's deadline was going to expire, and I was already preparing the corporate and physical infrastructure orders t