Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Ruthless Brother

vy side door, nearly running down the west wing galle

behind her, cutting off the su

if she had run five miles in the cold. A cold sw

isted the brass faucet, and splashed

odshot. Beneath the collar, a faint pur

cracking as she buried her face in

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her head up to

ay of the dressing suite

only a crisp black dress shirt, the top two butt

backing away until her lower back hit the m

with slow, measured steps, eating up the di

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frame blocked out the chandelier light en

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the high collar of her dress, tugging it downwar

. Leaving cash on my nightstand as if I

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fiancée! By family hierarchy,

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able grip, twisting it behind her back and pulling

nd vibrating right against her ear. "You weren't calling

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ok her head

only know you too

ng her completely against his hard frame. She could fe

f I hadn't opened that door, three freelance photographers on Dema

to spin. Darlene

t are you ta

yton explained, his voice chillingly calm. "He thought if he caught you in my bed, he co

Darlene's teeth sank into her lower lip, reopeni

would pay for Dwight's

ddenly sounded in

called out, sharp and imp

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throat. She tried to shove Clayton away, but his large

directly onto the high marble counter. He stepped between her knees,

rushing the blood from her lip. "Let's see what happens

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