Dear Ex, I Want Your Brother

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in New York. If I hadn't been there, that old wo

my driver asked as

aid, loosening my tie. I had some unfi

last in New York. The tall buildings, flashing signs, and crowded streets all felt famil

ent of vanilla filled the air. The place was just as I remembered-soft velvet sofas, warm golden l

ds spotted me. They quickly w

rink, boss?" my head guar

look. "I didn't co

added, "You can order anything you want. It's on me," and they all smiled. The w

er?" I asked, my voice low. M

Sorry, boss. She keeps a low profile. We've been s

o everything myself?" I snapped. The guards bowed their heads a

d scrolling. I could see the sweat on his brow; he was

e the woman I had seen earlier-the one w

med my hand on the table.

n shock. "Really, boss?" o

what did I do? I found her in one day." I leaned forward. "Listen well. I give you two da

point you this time," they

ready to lea

aving already?" o

at him. "What do you t

st hit the tray of glasses the waiter had brought. I looked at the mess

pron, but my guards quickly stepped forward and told hi

my reflection in the mirror. Today had been one hell of a day. I was a

wed close behind. I was about to step outsid

d loudly as their bodies closed in on her. She tried to push them away, but they did

it hi

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all this time. She was dressed just

ot my problem, but I could not leave her li

oice sharp and full of

ce me, their faces t

d. Then he reached inside the back of hi

y breath, "These i

moment. Wrong

d not react fast enough. His fist crashed straight into my nose. I felt a sharp pain, and warm b

fe and twisted his wrist. He screamed in pain as I shoved him hard into a near

cover. Security guards hurried in

drove my elbow hard into his stomach. He doubled

hairs. One of my guards tackled a man to the ground, punching him until he lay motionless. Anothe

. But my men were on them in an instant. They chased them down and be

ght wa

ood there, frozen in shock, her body trembling

I... I don't know." Her eyes were wide, and she swa

. "What did you drink?" I as

"I... I don't know

one had dr

my arms. She was so light that she barely reacted. Her head

ps?" one of my men asked, hi

handle this mess." I knew I needed

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el – Liam'

tepped out of the car, still holding Daisy in my arms

," I told my driver. "Also, get me a fresh pair of cloth

l. Why not use the penthous

not know I'm rich." He nodded and dr

he private elevator to the top floor. The ride was silent except for her soft, uneven breathing.

the medium-sized bedroom that had been reserved for m

ed my collar with a surprising strength. Her

?" she slurred, her words thick

w, confused but am

ar tightening. "Do you want me... so b

ely drugged." I tried to pull her hand away

mething else. Then, in a voice that was both

, and completely out of it. Before I could say an

e edge of the bed. "What the hell j