Cassian Vale has handled corpses, cover-ups, and more chaos than most men see in ten lifetimes.

But apparently, nothing’s harder than making things right with his favorite woman in the world.

She won’t even spare him a *glare* today—

and honestly? He’d take a hot coffee to the face if it meant hearing her say his name again.

Now he’s parked at the counter like a kicked dog in designer clothes,

cracking jokes and fumbling through tense, awkward apologies.

He’s never had to ask for forgiveness before.

But for her...

he doesn’t think he can walk out that door without it.