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d ninety-five days of b
silk of my emerald green gown. It was backless, dangerous, and deliberately de
eapon," Bridget sa
he was the only person in this city who knew the truth about "Phoenix Designs"-the shell
dark red lipstick that looked like dried blood.
"You have the offshore accounts set up. The passport is
glass. "And because if I leave before I have the leverage to keep him from hun
xpensive, well-behaved lamp placed in t
," Blake's voice crack
idget and descended
nd the waiters moved with the silent discretion of assassins. We had the private balcony
o. He poured the wine himself, a rare
raising his glas
ability. Ord
crystal clinking with a
aid, reaching into his jacket po
wanting a specific antique drafting compass I'd seen at an auction. Something that ac
en it, his phone l
ian
t it. I sta
It was a comman
, his hand hovering over the device
s a grown woman. She has security. She has
e stoppe
eath. He picked up t
dow fell ov
d, I didn't know
. I loo
l gown anymore. She was wearing a silver dress that loo
gleaming under the ambi
t. A diamond-en
eirloom. It was supposed to be given to
pposed to
iately. "Ariana. Wha
watery, playing the victim to perfection. "The silence in my
urprise. "Oh, Caroline. I'm
," I
led out the empty chair next to him. "Sit down
ok his hand on
velvet box in
r gift," Ariana said, smiling sweet
ooked at Ariana. She looked fragil
he strong one. The one who didn't nee
oice tight. "I... I realized
ned to
of a week, Ari. You
ned th
y, flawless, teardrop diamonds. They matche
d, the sound barely
not to. He was handing the box
ake. You shouldn't hav
touched his cheek,
g my emerald armor,
e had repurposed my anniversar
d loudly against the floor,
g?" Blake asked, fi
dies' room
hroom. I went to the bar, ordered a d
nts. He re-gifted
Scor
own was ac