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d, ready to step between them. April's

ace between them, a breath away fro

her hand dro

thing sharp and dangerous. She looked direct

finally managed to turn hel

off balance. Her mouth opened and closed, but n

. He understood the venom dripp

vanished from her face as if it had never been ther

needed the Walters protection after her family collapsed. She had endured his coldness, his neglect, and the quiet humi

uld hide behind closed doors. The child in her belly was a claim. A future scandal. A p

loud, but it cut through the airport noise

ated in the spa

ed at her, his mouth slightly agape. He cou

ril's face before she expertly r

swaying. "Frank, oh no... Did I c

e sounds. The mole beneath her eye glist

out of his shock. Rage, hot an

led, his voice a low growl. "Do yo

s meeting his without a trace of fear.

off your arm and expected me to stand here like a well-trained wife. Frank, please. I'm n

, expertly dissecting hi

ultures were circling, eager to capture the

ic warred with his anger. His

ted out, reaching for her arm, trying to

his touch as if he were diseased. The l

r voice ringing with finality, "will be at you

She sagged against Frank,

Frank... It was all me..."

dead eyes. She felt nothing. Not anger, no

cue, tell her to save it for a room without witnesses. This act is

ril, the woman he was supposed to be prote

voice echoing in the high-ceili

It was a look of pity and co

them. April was still crying. Frank was still saying her name like a threat. Camille kept