My Sister Broke Into My Mansion

the laptop, and the words “our house” still hanging in the air behind him.

“One more time,” I said softly. “Tell me exactly what you’ve done.”

Derek’s smirk widened. He puffed his chest out and stepped toward me. His hand reached for my shoulder.

That’s when a new voice cut the room clean.

Calm. Granite-smooth. The kind of voice that makes lawyers flinch.continue reading …