Chapter 1 - Execute Protocol Icarus

My Husband — Then I Activated Protocol Icarus and His Phone Started Exploding

Harrison shoved me so hard my heels left the floor.

Both of his hands drove into my shoulders inside the penthouse bedroom we had designed together, the bedroom where he had once promised I would never wake up alone.

My back struck the edge of the marble nightstand.

A framed photograph crashed to the floor.

The lamp toppled.

Glass, metal, and broken stone scattered across the dark rug.

My forehead clipped the corner as I dropped to one knee.

Pain flashed white across my vision.

For one second, I smelled my own blood before I felt the thin warm streak slide from my hairline toward my temple.