Chapter 20. One Against Universe

Sienna

I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been a day and a half since he left for his “business trip.” He’d called—maybe once, maybe twice. I’d seen him in those meetings, a room full of suited men, laughing, shaking hands. I tried to keep my responses minimal, indifferent, as always. But nothing was working like it used to.

If there was anyone I wanted to avoid, it was Grayson. Always had been. Sure, maybe I’d judged him harshly. But for good reason—that’s what I’d tell myself. Those charges against him—whatever they were—never made it into the news, and yet, I believed knew enough about him. I’d hated the way he could punch someone into near unconsciousness without a flicker of guilt. The way blood on his hands seemed trivial. And the women—God, the women. Countless, disposable. None ever mattered to him.

I could list a hundred reasons I despised him. And yet… he’d started giving me reasons to like him.

And that was the problem. He’d st