Revenge Seduction: Captivating The Wall Street Monster

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chill seeped into her skin, but it did nothing to numb the burning humiliation in her chest. Arron had abandone

click echoed throug

ad just unlocked. Corrine's heart slamme

ing room carpet. The sound of expensive l

glass of the bathroom door. It blocked the l

. A large, knuckle-heavy

led bathroom. The white mist swirl

charcoal-gray tailored suit. His hand froze in

were the color of freezing ocean water. His pupils contr

most feared man on Wall Street through the thinning steam. She

her face. This was his useless adopted son's girl

up in the tub. Water droplets slid down her pale skin. She want

strict boundary of distance. His eyes narrowed sharply, sweeping over her exposed figure not with any trace of

re feet hit the freezing black marble

right

rowl. It carried the heavy pressure of

ance. Her wet feet left dark footprints on the s

nst the lapel of his suit jacket. She felt the solid he

k. His large hand clamped down on her sl

her arm. But she used the momentum to lean forwar

have shoved her away immediately. But the scent of crushed roses

ptoes. She brought her

gret it," sh

to pitch black. The angle of his hand shifted. His thumb

g sound shatter

mes handbag sitting on the vanity. It was th

ket of ice water poured di

. He knew that tasteless music.

vanished. It was replaced by absolute, freezing rationality. He l

him. The motion was violent,

ed on the wet marble. She stumbled backward,

t and pulled out a pure white silk handkerchief. He sl

tated. His Wall Street negotiation voice was f

seductive smile died on her face. Her hands gripped the m

o the trash can. He turned his back