se over New York like a bloo
ling windows of Leonardo's penthouse,
s honking, people shouting,
alls, though,
n a word to her since
even loo
ke discarded baggage and
apo
plana
sil
ore than she
ol to think the k
s still just a
-
ast Wa
amed Clara - brought a sil
ara said softly, her
ssant, a steaming cappuccino, a
omach twist
in days, but the thought
u," she w
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d nervously. "You should ea
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unded forei
gth did sh
p the croissant, nibbling it like a
rous thought was beginning
't stay we
-
le, Acr
blood-red nails against the
at across from her, reading a dos
word like venom. "Ariana Monroe. She's
chuckle
tters to men like Leonardo," he s
's eyes
destroy her before
aised an
? That li
her," Luciana said tightly. "He's wea
leaned back
en are easy to co
ed - cold an
ined," she said. "I want
ardo stands
s smile
e'll fa
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the Pe
elvet couch, sketching aimlessly in a batt
hing that kept he
ould control the chaos, even
portrait of the New York skyli
lack coat billowing behin
o her feet, h
ed... d
re
gr
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cked to the
d f
bold, crue
Plaything: The Stre
r from the gala, looking lost and terrified
blood tur
ered. "I didn't-
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clenched a
world d
his movements sh
wled. "Someone's trying to
swallow
why
her with a look so intense
you're my
were low.
her more than any
s, in their wor
-
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a found herself summone
y and old leather, the walls lined w
ve oak desk, his face
hing," he said, his v
working w
linked,
ha
he Bianchis
orward, eye
y you to get
art sh
ice broke. "You think
said harshly, "that
ned Arian
ke them," s
of si
id something th
- a short,
m," he said coldly. "You
-
e
called a meeting with
buzzed with
, ignored but watching ever
nning," Leonardo said. "If we don't r
nd man, Marc
mething on Lucian
shook h
We need to
less glint l
ng the figh
-
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in her bed, stari
al
going
he lio
she barely
for
sur
scraps of dign
may
something m
wisted part of her wante
sn't a
uld be
firs
the monsters wait
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become a