t dripped from his hair, stinging his eyes. He was trying to exorcise the image of Cecelia's calm

t on the bag,

ieve was leaning against the boxing ring, dresse

e?" he snapped, grabbing

it yesterday," she said, her tone light and breezy, but her eyes were sharp. "But it seems she'

wel aside, a dismissive sneer on his f

that what you think? Funny, because my sources tell me she walked out of h

ister, a flicker of unease stirring in

said, pushing herself off the ropes. "You've underestimated her, Julian. You always have." She winked at

felt a loss of control, a sensation he despised. He still didn't believe i

ering the silence. Th

s features into a mask of cool indi

a whip crack. "Get

middle of

me. She told me everything. Are you

his temples. "She's the one w

voice rose. "There will be no divorce. There w

white. He felt like a pawn in a game pl

family estate. He parked the car and strode

hick with tension. Eleanor was seated on one of the silk s

mouth to speak

else w

sweater and slacks. She looked calm, composed, as if she were merely a guest in this

st. He had been married to this woman for three years, a

leanor commanded, her

n only when Cecelia returned from th

te but firm. "I appreciate your conce

ped. "Your decision?" she scoffed. "You are a Carlyle-

hough he wasn't sure who he was defending

he moment you made a public spectac

with unspoken resentments and power plays. A storm was about to break ove