ther and old money. The partition was up, se

nvas tote bag against her chest. Inside, buried

hand, silencing her before she could even breathe. His eyes flicked over her pink suit, a

p. The silence that followed wa

back," Gus

e looked out the window

ers tightened on the canvas strap until her knu

sp

king the air, a young man in a designer suit standing in

g. He was a predator sensing a cha

and. She blinked, widening h

of yours? I seen him in the ma

three long seconds. He

a Wharton degree he loves to wave around. Thinks it makes him legitimate.

Gustavus," Heda said, dro

y. "Drop the 'Mister'. We are p

ish estate in the Hamptons. The house loomed against the gray sky,

clamped around her wrist, yanki

lided with his chest.

ng the top button. He pulled the fabric aside

was cold, clinical. "That is my r

oat. She was property. An asse

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pped. The d

placed by a soft, possessive smile. He wrapped an a

asked, loud enough

The air smelled of expensive

staircase. She wore silk that cost more than He

at her like she was something the cat dragged in. "An

ack, making h

er waist tightened t

e, Celsa. This

urse. Oh, by the way, Caspian is in the study.

t eye twitc

eath hot. "Put on something that doesn't make you l

rd the study, leaving her stand

in a castle with dragons, and her onl