lon
rge hands anchoring me against the hard wall of his chest. The suffocating scent of cedar and winter frost flooded my
rwrite the pathetic, hollow memory of my past. I tangled my fingers into his thick, dark
s reached a boiling point, Kan
ween us. His broad chest heaved, his breathing ragged. His stormy gray eyes were entirely
brating with the sheer, violent e
asing his warmth, but his grip
ked in his cheek. "You're heartbroken, and you're bleeding out. You wa
burning with a sudden, crystal-clear clarity. "It's not about him. I want yo
, and you wake up tomorrow looking at me with regret... it will de
just a ruthless billionaire or a terrifying Alpha; he was
ldn't be enough to bridge
t my resolve was absolute. I grabbed his heavy gold pen and pulled his leather-bound notepad towar
free will, authorize Kane Cain to pos
cisive. I ripped the page from the pad, turned around, and
retched, thick and suffocating, heavy w
had vanished, completely replaced by the apex predator. The air pressure in the
ne murmured, his voice dropping an octave, r
f a hunting wolf. He stopped right in front of me, his towering fr
ne
the sheer, crushing weight of his authority slammed into my bones. My knees bu
ing rush of adrenaline. The boundaries of boss and secretary incinerated into ash. I was surr
he ordered, his stormy
ff my shoulders and letting it drop to the floor beside me, leaving me in just my thin silk blous
king up the piece of paper from the desk. He folded
romise, little wolf,"
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