Too Late: The Secret Heiress Strikes Back

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g down at Chloe whimpering on the marble floor with five red finger marks bl

king onto mine with a volatile mix of shock,

ty gala!" he ground out through clenched teeth, leaning heavily on

t blinking, my lips cu

nce the Kensington family failed to raise her

rself behind Harrison's back, clutching the sl

is crazy bitch out on the street!

l pairs of malicious eyes darted between me and Alistair, clearly waiting for

ep behind me in an unmistakable posture of protective ownership. The blue in Har

uards forward, Harrison jerked his arm out of C

o Serena right now!" His voic

anging open, clutching her swollen c

crazy! She's the

for embarrassing the family!" Harrison snapped, the sheer physical

are, she turned toward me with her shoulders shaking, muttered a barely audible

who had been waiting to watch my humiliation awkwardly

a heavy breath as he dismissed the security guards wi

ing a heavy shadow over my face. The familiar, crisp scent of peppe

I could hear as his gaze dropped briefly to the sapphire resting above the deep

ng an inch, looking straight into

k up the opening notes of a slow waltz, and the ove

h thick calluses from twenty years of gripping a hockey st

e, Serena. We

eight, yet the slight tremor in his fin

, watching Boston's untouchable ice tyrant h

en let out a sharp, clear laugh tha

al processing date on our divorce papers,

slow, graceful half-step backward, steppin

or your precious savior. I

is pupils contracted sharply, all color draining from his face as he bit dow

my attention, I turned and slipped

ells foul. Let's go out to th

's rigid frame before guiding me through the parting cro

my bare back with Every step I took, heavy with su

of the corner of my eye of Vanessa standing deep in the shadows near a marble pill