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the back of his chair. His phone was in his hand, his eyes fixed on the screen. A low chuckle escaped his lips, then another, louder this time until peo

ne screen glowed in his hand, showing him some

chuckling. His assistant

llen said, eyes still on the screen. "Help me arrange a meeting with her. You know wh

n his chair, taking a slow sip of whiskey. The amber liquid swi

everything you've built starts cracking, piece by piece, right in your face?" He smirked dangerously. "It's a slow fall...

shut. He hesitated

leaning forward. "She has to. No

s gaze. "Sir..

ow twitche

her family matter, nothing to do with outsiders.

wed his eyes. "Outsiders? Did

. She still refused. Said you're no different from Damien.

s hand hit the tabl

at?" His voice was col

s,

w worked, a slow grind, his fingers curling a

breath. "She thinks she can walk away from me like I'm

areful step

.. stop talk

ill need to get you home before I go. If you wan

r-sharp now. "Don't push your l

ied. "Yes, sir. No need to make empty thre

staring into his drink, the ice melting slow

who you're messing with? You think you're untouchable because you've got Damien in your sig

smirk again but it wasn't the easy grin f

years ago, she'd thought she was free from him. Now she

uldn't join him willingly, he'd pull her in anyway. People like Evelyn al

the echo of her refusal, his anger hardened

of his drink, set the em

that easily but I think I love this side of you now. It's making m

g for love again? How about i borrow your love as my weapon,I will return i

orne's

and the woman who had returned to turn his life upside down. The co

ntract at that party but not this cl

he words again. She can bring men into the h

loud, this wa

man walk into his home to see Ev

folder with

ut the steel underneath was hard to miss. "I can accept that they can be own

locked

you think C

ed before he

lace which, technically, now she did. "I can't bring men into your house, is that

gaze didn

't I

story?" she asked, voice d

exed against the

were almost brushing his ear. "A woman called Evie. Once upon a tim

head to study his expres

er. He ruined her. Left her with not

ow, but the words were

ferent men. Just to keep a roof over her h

to see his reaction, her eye

s, she served men for money. Sometimes, it wasn't even about money,

her lips brushing his

sting,

aze was un

nt me to think of yo

but she hid it quickly. "Does it matter? You

ice low but sure. "That's

ke a stone in still water, rippl

and straightening her skirt. "Save your spe

ollowed her, bu

't be here trying to hurt me. You'd were in somewhere safe... a

ansion is mine, " she threw over he

s hands gripping the armrest