Chapter 146. Fix the Crack

Natalya POV

I sit in the waiting room, legs crossed, scrolling lazily through my phone. The hum of the air conditioner fills the silence, and I find myself smiling—actually smiling—for the first time in weeks.

How strange, finding comfort in torment.

Tormenting Hermes.

Tormenting her.

I hum softly, pretending to read the news, but really, I’m savoring the memory of June’s face this afternoon—how she froze when I told her she’d be handling my gala dresses. Watching her bite down her discomfort like a good little intern. That’s the only thing that soothes me these days.

Because the truth is, I’m extremely upset. Hermes doesn’t even look at me anymore. He hasn’t still forgiven me, and I see the way he looks at her.

He could burn the world for that girl.

Damnit. To hell with them.

I will now burn him, and her.

I press my lips together, laugh under my breath. “Blackmailing is fun,” I whisper to myself.

The reception