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ts slow, calculated. The sun streamed gently through the curtains, casting golden pattern
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frightened one wondered what stor
ed, but her spine was straight, her lips set in calm determination. She had w
' gazes and ordered another cab. S
tile floor as she entered the building. She greeted the front desk, made her way up to Mr. Grayson's office, an
ing the steady rhythm of product
s pa
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iff. His coat landed on the arm of the couch as he strode into the
ai
is men. "Where is sh
answered cautiously. "Left just
a fist. "Work," he repeated, as i
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was weaving through traffic, heading strai
l. Didn't war
His presence alone parted crowds. He was a man used to owni
tunned receptionist like a phantom, then t
his desk, stunned. "Sir-th
ignored him
ehind her desk. Her hands froze on the ke
red, rising to her feet, voice low an
as alrea
pulled her close. Before she could fight, scream, or reason, he lifted
ied, kicking. "Alessa
rd, but Alessandro shot him a cold
ent as Alessandro carried his ass
l fists, her voice shaking. "You're insane
hout looking back.
e home w
ly si
chest, her face turned toward the window. She didn't cry. She
his thigh. He didn't touch her. Didn't say a word. But his mi
up to the mansion, the si
o look at him. She walked ahead of him int
shut behind them, his
nish what I sta
, confusion cloud
imal. "That night, our wedding night-I was interr
h caught.
It's within my right to
step. He noticed
ed, frowning. "I haven't tou
e problem?" she snap
shifted. "The
uth to speak, but
demanded, so
le
voice came, bare
ne it before,
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's entire
ght of her confession slammed i
haven'
tightly across her chest again. "I'v
her as if seeing he
d out of his house, stared him down wi
omething insid
hed into something else. Something quieter. H
she was property. He had assumed she was
saw the
had been thrown i
ctress. No
an trying
r out of her job li
asked, his voice low now. No
e said quietly. "You married me because
d to his sides.
lips trembli
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dro turned an
s. No threat
sil
be... r
fixed on the ceiling. Her body still trembled fro
e her forced marriage,
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haps, he had seen the
changed e