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ned the clasp of th
ere cold aga
ed back. A beautiful woman, her face a perfect, lifeless mask. Her gown,
t up on the
ge Six. The headline w
r's Roman Holiday with Holly
legal, contractual husband-was smiling at Isabelle. Not his usual tight, public-relations smile, but a g
oked
ed with pitying scorn, mentioning Alistair's
humiliation. It started in her stomach, a tight, nauseat
d the nec
line across her collarbone. The sti
n her childhood bedroom. The couture gown came off in
a pair of ripped jeans and an old, faded band T-shirt. The
ne rang
was urgent. "I know you saw the news. Just go to the gala.
pped jeans, with smudged eyeliner and a defiant gl
ace," she whispe
d expression. She didn't take the waiting town car. Instead, sh
ving him the address of a place she hadn't b
. The air was thick with the smell of wh
bar and ordered the st
t knot in her stomach began to loosen. The crushing weight of being
ut a hollow space inside her.
his back to her. All she could see was a pair of broa
rink. And
at the edges. Her
d toward him. The empty seat nex
in shadow. She saw a sharp jawline, stubble that looked like it would
a low rumble, magnetic, nearly lo
bled up from Chloe's
hey drank. Their eyes met over the rims of th
bar. His skin was warm, the touch sending a jolt stra
s brushing her ear. "
eeping in separate wings of the penthouse, of being a ghost in her own lif
e no
air hit her face, a brief moment of clarity she chose to
que hotel nearby, to a
th was on hers, a brutal, demanding kiss that tasted of whiskey and som
loneliness-it all erupted into a single act of self-destruction.
was a blade agai
groan escaped her lip
was
ast, unfamiliar bed was empty
, pierced through the
ce of hotel stationery. A phone number was s
it, a si
rendered. Pay
from Chloe's fac
st cheated on
ated with a
ber his face, anything about him. But all she had was a blur of shadow, t
clothes from the floor, her hands shaking
al, not looking back, running from a
He watched her run out, her face pale with panic. He closed the laptop. The dim light from the screen illuminated a sharp
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