Reading Your Gentleness​

Summary

On my wedding day, I suddenly developed the ability to read minds.

I was listening to my husband’s heart as he smiled, gently taking my hand to place the ring on my finger.

Lyle Whitman sends over this sacrificial lamb and thinks he can just walk away with the Sterling project? He’s dreaming.

My head snapped up, my eyes wide with shock. My hand trembled so violently that the ring slipped from his grasp, clattering onto the floor.

Daniel looked at me, his expression a mask of tender apology, as if it were all his fault.

Clumsy oaf. Born to be slaughtered.