I'm A Mess

Derek went to meet Cora after his calls but couldn't help taking a seat on the edge of the couch, when he saw that Cora had fallen asleep.

He sat there, watching Cora's chest rise and fall as she slept. Her tear-streaked face was a stark contrast to the peaceful expression she now wore, and it made his heart ache.

He couldn't believe the turn their night had taken. From the high of starting their relationship to the distressing news of the blackmail.

He clenched his fists, anger simmering just beneath the surface. Whoever this Greg was, Derek knew he wouldn't let him ruin Cora's life. Never.

He pulled out his phone and looked at the picture he had received from Cora's guard, his gaze hardening as he committed the man's face to memory.