The CEO's Reluctant Bride
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retched across the horizon. Ne
foot in this c
she had
had sworn ne
ere sh
gar held a sign with her name, his posture
on her nose and strode toward the car, h
he city: pavement, exhaust, and t
at, the driver spoke. "You've grown,
laugh. "That's what ha
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his gaze in the rear view mirr
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n gates of the Thompson estate, the mansion st
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before she could step inside, a voic
ally decided to grace
on her suitc
li
in a silk robe that clung to her frame in a
nt bun, and the smirk on her lips sent a
red, arms crossing. "Aren
a tight smile.
untering back inside. "Come a
ryo
lenched, but
he grand foyer, she was met w
e, examining her manicured nails. And leaning against
alf-b
olden
vo
shi
hing she had
her. "You actually showed up. I was bet
it out and you didn
fore she recovered. "Oh, please. I'd never
ted for a retort,
you know," he said, arm
m, arching a brow.
back to a family that still acknowledges y
settled in Au
. "You've been away for years. Did you really t
, refusing to give him
murmured, stepping past him. "Sti
s head. "And you're still
rora had learned long a
ead high, but deep down, a sen
ng was
thin
ble feeling she was
mach cl
rse, h
hallway, drawing her attention to
Thom
fa
eyes, dark and calculating assess
k well,"
t's skip the pleasant
te a smile. "Straight to the point, as always.
y coiled tight. She perched on the edge of the leat
a drink. "You've be
lan." She repli
liquid in his glass. "And yet, y
"I didn't come
, setting his glass down with a deliberate cl
down her spine. "What
e sheet of paper. He slid it across the table toward
ont
nned the words, her heart po
ria
arranged a ma
fury. She shot to her feet.
ice was calm, but there was an edge of fi
d the paper, crumpling i
arkened. "You're
silent, heavy
herself to stay composed. "Who
ked. "Marc
a shockwave th
elusive, untouch
vil hi
reputation. Everyone did. Ruthless, brilliant, and wrapped in
ck, shaking her head.
't have
s trembl
air, exuding a quiet domina
omach
kind o
first time that night
you can'
aced down
l, storming toward the d
reat
r
e, James's voice cut thro
I'll make sure
fr
rned back. "Is
low sip. "No, darling." His eyes gleamed
th shuddered
t time in years,
as tr
t what exactly has her father done? A