a silent, vicious standoff. They were like two wounded animals circling each other in the dar
might crack her sternum. Arlo's dark eyes bored into hers, search
s door leading back into
laughter spilled out onto the quiet terrace, ins
is going to crash before Q3!"
d with alcohol, stumbled onto the decking. They were old classmate
heir boisterous laughter died in their throats. The air was so thick w
d with terr
anished. He took a swift half-step back, instantly putting a socially accep
lawless, untouchable heir to the Hammond empire. He pasted a polite, utterly fake sm
pointed a finger at them. "Hey, Arlo! Catching up with old cl
mained smooth, carved from marble. His voice, when he s
is tone dismissive and flat. "We have absolu
they hit Dawn like a rusty, serrated
nothing to do with
sickly white. The brutal public dismissal, the casual way he erased their entire
every day. She knew how to hold her ground. She locked her knees, forcing her spine to remain perfectly st
d-encrusted Patek Philippe watch on his exposed wrist. It was
index finger. He gave the three men a bri
shing dangerously close to hers, he deliberately raised his voice
picking up Anabel Ferrell, and
dropped l
The Victoria's Secret model?" one of them cho
was plastered on billboards across Times Square. A woman who represented the ab
glance. He simply walked past her, his long strides carrying him toward the glass door. He pulled it open
m from her sight, the adrenaline that had bee
dy gav
minutes culminated in a violent physical rebellion. Her stomach, which had
ached inside her abdomen and twi
ng tightly around her midsection as she squeezed her eyes shut against the blinding pain. Her right hand shot out blindly, her. The fine hairs at her temples stuck to her skin.
aw
heels clicking frantically against the wood. She had been look
inted forward. She threw her arms around Dawn's shoulders, taki
nervous cramps again?" Allyson asked, her voice
She could only manage a weak, jerky shake of her head,
ay from the railing, steering her toward a side door that led to the club's private areas. "I'm getting you out of h
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