Power.

It’s addictive and misused, but not this time.

This time, it’s the one thing that protects, that guards against the potential of loss.

It’s a glass house in the midst of a turbulent storm.

You see, I have it all.

Wealth. Status. Power.

I am the be all and end all within my small world.

A woman with a tight grip on everyone and everything.

Nothing can soften my blow or tame my fire.

Nothing but Nate. Oh God, Nate can so do it.

And I want him to. Badly.

Too bad he’s married and one of the good guys.

Or is he?