The Timid Wife Is A Ruthless Boss

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sly calm. "Contact Verve's PR department. Buy th

are absolute. They don't sell unreleased it

er dominance radiating from him

rdered. "Bury them in money if you have to. But

he walked into the penthouse. She was ex

the door op

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aze. She walked toward him,

es locked onto her face, studying the fain

today?" Curtiss asked. His voice w

ok her head quickly, b

tte's demand about the London executives, ending with

own on the glass coffee table. The

ura of his presence formed an invisible wall, suffocating her. He didn't raise his voice, nor did he pin her to the wall in a fit of unrestrained rage. In

ice a chilling, absolute command that left no room for d

shock was genuine. She hadn't expected hi

stared down at her lips. He smelled the faint scent of citrus on her skin.

, shattering the

learing his throat. He

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shook as she untied the silk

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ide of her cheek to sto

She let a massive tear roll down her cheek. She

he whispered, her voice brea

ight knot of rage in his chest instantly disso

ght," Curtiss commanded. "And y

rested her forehead against his chest, acting

being touched. But slowly, almost against his o

Isla's eyes were cold an