hers left a trail of fire. "This is illegal," she said, her voice shaking sli
h sound that held no humor, only
caging her in. His body was a wall of heat in front of her, the scent of cedar and clean cotton overwhelming her senses
insisted, her back pressed har
ly, his gaze dropping to
be enjoying her fear, savoring it. He reached up again, this time to gently brush a stray strand of hair
d, his voice a low rumble. "They're your b
was incredible. He anticipated her move, shifted his body slightly, and his hand darted out, blocking her knee strike in a cruel and efficient manner, a sharp pain radiating up her leg. Before she could recover, his other hand was alre
icate skin over her racing pulse. He seemed to be measuring h
he tried to dig her heels in, to resist, but he was simply too strong. He guided her to the chair to
r right beside her, so close that their knees were almost touching. T
ine inside the color of dark blood. He p
. "I don't drink
tly clinking it against hers. "But we're not strangers. Not anymore." He took a
rom me?" she demand
id, leaning back in his chai
blow. She stared at him, convinced he was insan
air and took a thick 牛皮纸 folder from a thin leather bri
," he co
he reached for the fold
ird, a detailed transcript of her university records. Then came her financial statements, her credit report, her phone
't the work of a private investigator. Thi
d gasps. She shot to her feet, leaning over the table.
ss the table and grabbed her wrist again, his grip like iron. With a single, sharp t
playful amusement was gone, replaced by an intensity t
ce a deadly soft whisper. "What matters is
her ears. A silent alarm screamed in her mind, and
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