ANASTASIA The smell of hospital floor wax was giving me a headache.I gently slipped out from under Damien’s heavy, protective arm, making sure to prop his bad shoulder up with a pillow so he wouldn’t jar it in his sleep. His brow furrowed the second the warmth of my body left his side, but he didn't wake up. The sedatives the doctors had slipped into his IV were finally doing their job.I smoothed down the front of my wrinkled emerald gala dress, my chest tight with a cold, rising anger.I couldn't just sit here in this sterile room and watch his heart monitor beep while our empire crumbled."Stay with him," I whispered to the two security guards standing right outside our door. "No one enters. Not even the nurses, unless you verify their badges first.""Yes, ma'am. We’ve got him," the lead guard nodded.I walked down the long, quiet corridor of the VIP wing toward the hospital's private conference room. Claire, my assistant, had texted me ten minutes ago. The board members of the B
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