The heavy double oak doors of the boardroom swung open, and I stepped inside with Sienna’s hand locked securely in mine. The massive mahogany table was packed with the older, ruthless members of the Kane International board. They looked up like sharks smelling blood in the water.
Several directors immediately looked right past Sienna, pretending she didn't even exist. They leaned back in their leather chairs, expecting her to keep her mouth shut, look pretty, and let the real business happen without her.
I didn't give them that chance. I pulled her chair out right next to mine, seated her firmly, and looked around the room with an icy glare.
"Before we begin," I announced, my voice cutting through the heavy silence like a knife, "I want to make one thing completely clear. My wife is not
