CHAPTER 1: KISSING MY HEELS

CASSIDY’S POVMy office is my kingdom.

Forty-two floors of glass and perfection, with a view that makes people feel small.

I like that. I like the way the junior associates’ eyes drop to the floor when I walk by, the way their voices get quiet.

Power isn’t something you ask for. It’s something you take, and you wear it like the custom-tailored Alexander Wang blazer currently hugging my shoulders.

And Logan Carter? He’s about to learn what that power truly feels like.

He’s standing outside my door, a bundle of nervous, post-grad energy clutching a tablet to his chest like a life preserver.

Twenty-four years...