Shattered Control

Tessa stared at Vance, still in shock. He was a far cry from the aloof, distant man she'd met at the party. Now, those signature eyes of his blazed with turmoil, internal struggle, and a fierce, suppressed fury—his glare was so intense, it made her heart skip a beat.

"Say it," Vance demanded. "Why do you keep appearing in front of me?"

His anger wasn’t just anger—it was despair, jealousy, torment