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a. I paid the driver, pushed open the door, and walked up the stone pat

potted Vanessa Bloom standing on the second-floor landing. Wrapped around her s

ilty, she hooked a finger through her curled lig

g back like a stray dog? Didn't Harrison

itched voice echo

s, the sharp rhythm of my stilettos making her

e it

her on the landing, staring a

p, pulling the silk lapel

to this villa. Everything in this house

y oak door swung open, followed by the familiar sou

with fake terror. Letting out a piercing scream, she threw her weight backward

t the hell a

e stairs three at a time, dropping to one knee

gainst his chest, tears spil

. She didn't mean to push me down the stairs, just like thirteen years ago when I

e eyes blazed with fury as he glared at m

his broad shoulders tensing with the aggress

led together on the carpet. My stomac

and stopped right above them, looking

to her? Is

swung my right arm and slapped Vanes

snapped to the side, five bright red finger marks swelling

et, shielding Vanessa behind his back, and clamped hi

a flicker of disbelief crossed his face as he

fortlessly, and reached into my Birkin bag. Pulling out the si

your precious savior paid a waiter fifty thousand doll

d landed on the carpet. Harrison's pupils shrank, h

r drained from her face as she stared at the silver

, pinning it to the floorboards just an inch from her trembling

rrison. Starting today,

ght into the master bedroom. I opened the velvet jewelry box on the dresser,

he silver flash drive was now clenched in his right fist, his knuckles wh

t his trouser leg and trying to speak, only for him t

iral staircase, each click of

shut behind me, sealing off that three-year cage for good. Taking out my phone as I walked down the d