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into a weapon, bending reality until it suited his ne

new exactly how to p

nted to believe. But the truth was messier. And if Dami

want to imagin

ual. I barely noticed the towering skyline, the flashing bi

ink about was

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hat Damien

re he knows the

e. I could block his number. Ignore

idn't work

g that, no matter what I d

***

he penthouse, I expec

on the sleek leather couch, one leg crossed over

tin

r

rway, suddenly feeling

dark and unreadable. "

casual. "I wen

hiskey in his gl

ve changed my shoes

needed some air. A

ss down on the table. "If you needed to get away, you

voice. Not anger. Not y

n. "I wasn't sn

d." He closed the space between us, his presence

ped painfully

ly he

ist. Not roughly, but firm enough to stop me.

rching mine for something-a

wed hard

ngue, but I held his ga

eased my wrist and stepped back. "Dinn

ere final.

y before he could see t

****

d at the restaurant,

ecision. And if I was going to survive

lighting, private booths, and a clientele that probably h

table in the back, where t

been at the gala. The other was unfamiliar. Late fifties, salt-and

or me before sitting down. "

ark with a reputation for making companies-an

te smile. "Nice

quickly returned to Damien. "

to sip my wine, pretending to be just

as list

mething about a merger, about buying out smal

echnical, but one

't just a b

ing a much

stood why Ethan wante

lanning, it wasn't just about

we

red of it, that mean

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nd I stepped outside i

us, but all I could think about

Damien's in

would happen if I got caug

ed up, and he opened

, my phone vibra

stomach twisting whe

ention tonight. Because you

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d my phone and

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was t

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friend,"

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might end up getting caug