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d my chest as I stood outside the

, my father's mistakes, my sister's safety hanging by a threa

s tinted windows swallowing my reflecti

verwhelmed my senses. The man behind the wheel didn't say a word, didn't

n the dark had vanished whe

nd his polished, black desk, his eyes

id, his voice d

ay he looked at me now, with that razor-sharp inte

ick contract laid out between us. "It's all h

blur. All I could think about was my sister's fa

wer wasn't just dangerous; it was

ghts. I looked up to find him watching me with something dar

emind you what happen

ut something else in his

he pen. This was my only way out,

as signing away more than just a year of my life.

down. "Good girl," he murmured, his voic

the magnetic pull that made breathin

I hadn't just signed away my freedom. "We'll go

e with a hand on my back. His touch was pos

ping with luxury, with glowing chandeliers, hu

s the table, I felt that pull, like he was d

roze. Out of the corne

or H

eyes wild with fury. He didn't know who Julian was, but that didn'

is voice low and threateni

ictor grabbed my arm with a grip like iron, yanking

clawing at his wrist as he pressed me against the wall, my vision swi

floor, and Julian was standing over him, his calm mask finally broken

ike ice, so cold it sent a chill down my spin

e didn't move. He could feel the danger radiating off Julian, the r

efore he bolted from the restaura

an turned to me, his hand brushing my cheek i

softly, but there was no mist

ouches wh

mind as I stared at him

ying, Victor's rage or the possessiv

ightly the strings of my fate were

r beyond what I had signed u

ainst my skin, I felt a dizzying mix of fea

with darkness and danger, but

m me?" I asked, my voic

hing," he replied, his voice low and filled

tement when my phone buzzed, and

Liam," I muttered, picking up the ph

why is he calling you Lexi