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silent warning, its white page

casually against the massive headboard of his bed, his arms crossed over his bare chest. He watched

ust a few pages, smelling faintl

tly what I expected. It was the official story of my life after being adopted by the Hayeses: mediocre gra

arp gasp escaped my lips. I let a pout form on my face,

ice drifted over, lazy and completely unfazed.

marched straight to the edge of his bed. I dropp

belief and a touch of a whine. "Gregory Hayes sold me for ten million do

w, picking up the file. "You a

ss. I softened my tone into a sweet, aggrieved pout, looking up at him through my lashes. "They pocketed a fortune, an

rner of Kaelen's mouth. He was enter

too. Elder Alistair paid for Yasmine. The golden child. But when she threw a fit about marrying a... well, you... they swa

om grew heavy, thick with the sudden, sharp spike of hi

wrapped around my wrist like a steel vise, and wit

ainst his bare, hard chest. In a fraction of a second,

is skin, the intoxicating scent of cedar and ozone wrapping around me like a physical tethe

n that sent an involuntary shiver straight down my spine. His gaze dropped to my lips, l

ze, but I shifted slightly, my knee brushing against his thigh in a silent, daring challenge. "Check the ma

For a long, agonizing moment, the air was so thick I thought he might k

corner of his mouth. He released my wrists

he commanded softly, turning

o my sofa, my pulse still racing, but a

low, lethal murmur. "Liam, I want you to check every agreement Alistair signed