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e the grand hotel. Instantly, a wall of camera flashes erupted like dayl

oning his tuxedo jacket before turning to offer me his hand. I place

outing press pit went dead silent for two seconds before

d my chin, gave the blinding cameras a cool, razor-sharp

ng Boston's sports executives, team owners, and players falte

league commissioners with a glass of champagne in his hand. The second his ice-b

he were a marble pillar, walking with Ali

f vintage champagne, a shrill, grating laugh cut thro

acky entrance. Turns out it's just the stray dog

garish, gold-sequined mini-dress, her st

etly took half a step back, clearing an open circle

travel from Chloe's over-teased hair dow

manners," I said calmly, swirling my champagne flute s

forward a step, pointing a manicured finger at Ali

my brother's bed and you already climbed into Mr. Montgomery's sh

nsed as he took half a step forward to crush her, [but] I raised

ying your hands," I murmured to Alistair with a sl

I towered over her by half a head. Chloe instinctively shrank

tting the cold, lethal stillness I had honed i

s throat bob, yet with fifty socialites wa

re just a penniless Puck Bunny

reaching out her clawed fingers to rip my mo

ned to ice. My left hand shot out like a whip, clamping directly over he

rg

knees buckling as the sheer joint p

lass into Alistair's waiting hand, I raised my right arm and brough

spun Chloe halfway around on her heels before she

ingle conversation died instantly. Guests stared with wide eyes at

pulled a linen napkin from a nearby cocktail ta

u reach for what's mine, I won't guarant

pled napkin onto

g her heavy makeup as she glared up at me in terror, u

sucked in audible breaths, the mocking curiosit

hly aside. Harrison stormed into the clearing flanked by four massi