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The cameras would have surely picked him up, and again, security would have alerted me or Knight.
So, who opened my door?
At first, I stop, then curiosity gets the better of me and I move forward like one of those naïve, unsuspecting characters in a horror film that the people watching scream at to run away because they know the killer is inside waiting.
By the time I reach the door, my nerves have tangled into double fisherman’s knots, but who I find inside sitting on my chair with their feet up on my desk freezes my skin colder than an arctic wind.
It’s Bastian Grayson. Knight’s brother.
His eyes, just like Knight’s, fix on me. It’s strange how all the Grayson men except their grandfather have those cold, uncaring azure-blue eyes designed to make you feel unhinged in every way.
But Bastian, when he stares at me, it’s with a soulless, heartless look that makes my skin feel like it might flee from my body.
What the hell is he doing here?
We’ve never spoken at all throughout this entire time, and I never needed to be told that I shouldn’t speak to him.
What does he want from me?
“Relax, poor girl. You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.” His voice is feather soft but as cold as a tomb.
“It’s just that you and I have never spoken before. Obviously, I’m shocked to find you in my office.” He grins with a malevolence that turns my blood to ice water.
“Of course, it would be a shock. Do forgive me.” Although he says that, it’s clear it’s not something he means. Men like him only use words likeforgiveas props. “The guard let me in. I told him I was your brother-in-law, and I had some very important information I needed to tell you. Call it an emergency if you will.”
What the hell couldhewant to tell me?
I narrow my eyes at him and look him over from the neat blond faux hawk on top of his head to the brown leather Brogues on his feet.
“What sort of information do you have?”
“The truth about your dearly beloved.”
I smirk and shake my head, disgusted by whatever attempt this must be to tarnish Knight’s character. “I’m not interested in hearing anything about my husband from you.”
His smile becomes as wide as a football pitch, taking up most of his face. Then he flicks his feet off the desk and straightens, resting his arms on the top as if this is his office, and I’m the one who’s the unwanted guest.
“Believe me, you’ll want to know this, along with all the sordid details about your arranged marriage, the reasons your husband wanted Sunset Cove, and what he did to take it from you.”
“I’m fully aware of the details of my marriage and Sunset Cove.”
He makes a face feigning surprise, then shakes his head. “Oh no, no, no. The things you know are only what Knight has allowed you to know. He wouldn’t have told you how he blackmailed your father to usurp his power and steal your inheritance from you.”
My mouth goes bone dry, then the bitter taste of shock clogs my throat. “What are you talking about?”
“Why don’t you come closer and find out?”
I slink toward him, my legs suddenly a quivering mess, feeling like they don’t belong to me. I stop in front of my desk and see he has a big brown envelope resting in his lap.
That’s never a good sign.
Blackmail.
Bastian said Knight blackmailed my father.
Did he?
Is that what he really did?
