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hes of the cameras stab

d through the heavy doors into the hotel lobby. The reporter

know about the affa

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lobby grew hot and suffocating, thick wi

y hand clamped d

er delicate skin. Cordelia gasped a

ls and looked up. It wa

he veins in his neck bulgi

ou just did? You just destroyed our reputation in front of every major investor in the city! Our partner

ded. Her stomach twisted at th

her stepmother, pushed through the crowd

vicious slap right at Cordelia's face t

reflexes

her free arm up and caught

lbow. She gripped Eleanor's wrist tightly a

her gown and crashed

," Cordelia warned, her voice

elia!

bowtie hanging loose around his neck. He shoved a reporter as

his face in her shoulder. "I'll do anything. I'll send Isabelle to Eu

The smell of his sweat mixed with Isabelle's perf

nds on his chest a

ed back, Cordeli

ac

hrough the massive lobby, silencing the s

side. A bright red handprint

into a frenzy, capturing

thetic, begging look in his eyes was gone.

m me? I will use every connection my family has. I will blackball your arch

inst her ribs. She knew he wasn't bluffing. Her firm

rature in the lobby

und of footsteps echoed

cended into the lobby. They moved with terrifying efficiency, step

e a hot knife through butter

he app

e a custom three-piece suit that screamed old money and absolute p

ded, his dark eyes fix

Cordelia's wrist. The older man physicall

mmered, his voice trembling. "We

look at Julian. To the most powerful man on Wall

d right in fro

gaze tracing the angry red mark on her wrist where her f

et of his suit jacket and pulle

took Cordelia's right hand-the

hed. His fingers were

ely wiped the palm of her

ce said. His voice was a low, magnetic rumble th

ne look from Justice's dead, black eyes pinned him to the floor. Julian swallowe

e handkerchief ont

ing the sea of cameras. He didn't raise his

protection as of this m

m in stunned silence. No o

n family a favor," Justice continued smoothly, feeding them a per

. No one questioned the King of Wall St

e raised his large hand and placed

ned right through the si

ps brushing dangerously close to her ear

furious father and her humiliated ex-fian

odded

ass doors. His bodyguards formed

our had started. The rain l

umbrellas, completely shielding Cordelia and Justic

Maybach was idl

door himself. He shielded her head with his ha

ammed shut, instantly cutting off t

t. It smelled faintly of

hly, leaving the Plaza Hotel and her toxic

the door, her adrenaline cras

r console. He poured a glass of room-te

her fingers brus

her. His eyes were deep, unreadabl

his dark eyes, her stomach tightened wi

f wolves, only to willingly c