whiskey glass down
hrough the penthouse. It was a desperate attempt to
rfectly still. She just stood there, watching his
trashy reality show he had watched the night before. He forced
f your c
lly. The dialogue was worse
inas. The system demanded she act humiliated. It w
y drag out this terrible script. Obedie
fingers brushed against the t
ed almost entirely black. He hadn't expected
t strap slipped off her shoulder, expo
snapped away from her skin as if he had been burned,
d like a perfect mirror, reflecting Aria's every m
took a small step forward. Her bare toes almost brush
a soft, whispering friction. It pooled in
loud ringing noise filled his ears.
o regain his footing. His throat was so dry it f
d the tips of his ears. They wer
fell from Bowen's right nostril. It hit
s Wall Street predator was actually having a nosebleed j
s lip. He looked down at his fingertips, seeing the smear
opper. She had to use every ounce of her professional
xpression. Her eyes softene
tips pressed gently against the exposed skin
felt his pectoral muscle. It was lo
n struck by lightning. His spine slam
nose, smearing the blood across his cheek. He was t
et, innocent concern. "Do you wa
ver, danced wi
deep, furious purple.
econd word, pitching up in
the polished floor. He practically ran toward the b
second later, the loud rush of the shower turning
up her silk nightgown and s
y air where the system
" she said out loud, her
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