He spoke again as if he hadn’t just shattered his promise and her security. Her house of glass now lay in a pile of shards.

Perhaps the rest of the world was gone. It was the most plausible answer. Heaven knows she couldn’t see or think of anyone else. That must be the answer, they were the only two people...

God she hated the dance. A blow to the cheek one minute and discussing a romantic getaway the next. It was the one step forward, two steps back waltz. She wanted to scream. Sitting on...

If you’re using business metaphors, may I suggest hostile takeover. It’s more appropriate.