The Heiress Who Stole My Heart
"He thinks keeping me locked in a glass cage in Scotland solves the problem."
"And what about you?" Maya asked gently, pouring two fingers of Scotch into a crystal tumbler and sliding it across the table. "What do you want, Lina? Because you look like a ghost."
Lina stared at the amber liquid, her fingers tracing the heavy rim of the glass. "I want to burn every remnant of the last six months to the ground. I want the company secured, I want Victor Chan brought down, and I want..." She paused, her breath catching in her throat, her jaw clenching so hard it hurt. "...and I want the people who betrayed me to vanish."