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?