Vanessa’s POV

I had never felt this kind of rage before.

Riding my bicycle down the street like some normal person when I was in fact one of the top fashion icons in the city.

I was keeping a careful distance from their car, I had seen everything. Every. Single. Thing.

And I had never wanted to rip someone apart as much as I wanted to tear Emily out of Cole’s life.

She sat there in that restaurant, drinking wine while Cole beat Dylan to a pulp, as if the entire thing was entertainment for her. And Cole…this powerful, untouchable man…had done it. For her. No hesitation. No second thoughts....