His Reluctant Obsession
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igliere stood with hands clasped beh
east. Rats in the docks. Even your own allie
ering shadows dancing on the wall. He wasn't afraid. Fear had
suggest?" h
aid. "Don Sinclair is off
. A girl. A pawn. Another con
tightened. "An
d. You lose access to the port. You l
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action. Love was a weakness-he'd seen what it
wasn't ab
was
voice like fros
a slow nod. "She wo
k, an evil glint in his eyes-a cold,
not, she
the weight of power settling on
girl h
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e than a Sinclair pr
hought she'd
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g out at the city that had bled for
than this-more than blo
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ed the boy and
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rying a girl who hate
ould
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. Power
phone to her ear, twirling a st
lla's voice crackled through the
"Oh please. The man asked for my co
at man looked at you l
, I'm not o
laughe
the late afternoon sun spilled through her windows, painting
m just happy I get to have so
bout it. Where do you wan
bly Af
ing a thousand mi
hrough some itineraries and I'd love
insane... Bu
old walls of the estate, the bloodlines she belonged to. She was just a girl, talking to her best friend a
r eyes, let h
ock. Shar
ne of her father's men. "Your fa
ir sh
mach ti
he call wit
ever asked.
and Sil
r's office loomed like a gateway
in lifted. She wouldn't give him th
r, hands clasped in front of him, eyes sharp as razors.
r me," she sai
replied, his tone devoid o
mind him she wasn't entirely obedient. Then she lowered hers
moment. "You've grown
a fake sweetness. "I'll sta
on crossed his face.
a fr
olai Mo
e, hands folded tightly in her lap, eyes downcas
se she
htened, but she d
ran down her spine. She blinke
n't j
ling me to
y with power," he said c
her chair scraped b
I alread
vering a sentence. "The wedding is tomo
t she didn't let him see. She forced he
d and walked out w
er, she might've shattered
gged him no
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or an