Her Empire, His Terms.
"Dean and your cousin have taken your company. They’ve taken your house and your freedom when they framed you and shipped you off to Johannesburg and right now, as we speak, they have your son."
The mention of Leo’s name felt like a physical blow to my chest.
I half rose from the chair, my hands clenching into fists. "Don't you dare speak about my son."
In a flash, Jared was right in front of me. He placed one hand on the back of my chair and leaned down, trapping me within his space.
"I will speak of him, Amelia, because he is the only currency you have left," Jared whispered, his gaze dropping briefly to my lips before snapping back to my eyes.