ARREST ETHAN

“Mr. Rivers,” I gasped, looking at the familiar face of the young master of the River’s family. He stared at me with a kind of emotion I could barely describe. My eyes flashed to the day I saw him at the meeting. He had that feminine, unreal beauty to him, one that sucked up the whole attention to himself, yet he was not proud. Rather he was gentle with me during my presentation. “Tyler,” he corrected just like he did that day with a soft smile. My lips parted, wondering if it was okay to say his name, but I just nodded not wanting to say anything else. I was already embarrassed of how I must look in his eyes right now, and what he must think of me. Being held by security in my own husband's home, only to be thrown out like a beggar. “What are you doing in my home, Rivers?” Ethan snarled from behind. I could feel his burning gaze on me, watching our interactions. Tyler laughed softly at Ethan, but it was the kind of laugh that came with a deadly warning. “What do you mean, Blackwood? Y