His Discarded Gem: Shining In The Ruthless Don's Arms
er
, but the memory of Chace's blood on my
the ballroom, superimposing itself over the laughing f
he diner where I worked double shif
ng a black coffee he never drank, watching m
SUV but walked me home every night, leaving it p
around-the-edges boy from the wr
me the
e-by meant for him o
idn't flinch. He thr
concrete. I remember the red stain spreading across his white t-shirt, the way he g
he had rasped in the back alley clinic while the mo
a girl with a gambling addict father and a dead mother wh
re just prisons
e, Em
me back to the present wit
as looped her arm through mine, her grip
nd*," she says, emphasizing the w
ash bl
around Karyn's waist and pulls he
is a claiming. A performa
ame mouth that told me h
e rise in
ing back. "I need..
m, my heels clicking a fra
m. Chace catches me in the nar
g me around. His grip is f
doing?" he hisses. "Y
ound. "You just proposed to another woman in fron
He looks annoyed, like I'm a child throwi
works. The Warren territory borders our
I try to yank my arm fr
the Warren alliance, I secure the Boss seat. I'll have enough money to set you
partment," I whisp
He smells like expensive scotch and betrayal. "Karyn is just a title.
acket pocket and pull
ssing it into my han
ond earrings. H
h m
can buy my si
. "Be smart, Ember. You have nowhere else to go. Your father is
r he was, fiv
texted Ke
cufflinks. "The car is waiting. K
a funeral process
stretch limo. Karyn is sipping champa
he rim of her glass. "Here are the rul
ds up a
ll him after 10 PM
ppearances unless
et pregnant. If you
tches the city roll by, his ha
hank me. Most wives would have you skinn
dow at the blurred
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eady t