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she held. Not yet. But I did. And now-she was in my head. Uncooperative. Unbending. Undeniably... tempting. She said no. Which only made me want her more. ⸻ Alara Grey – POV The coffee shop was quieter than usual-late afternoon light spilling through the windows, casting gold over the pastries in the case. Percy was in the back taking inventory, which gave me a moment to pretend I was fine. But I wasn't. Ace Wolfe offered me marriage. And a baby. And money I desperately needed. And I walked away. I didn't know if that made me strong... or stupid. I was still replaying every second in that glass fortress of his when the bell above the door jingled. Clark Maddox swept in like the world was a runway and she was the finale. Her coat was designer. Her hair in a silk ribbon. And she carried an energy that made heads turn when she walked. "Tell me you've been keeping secrets," she said, sliding into the stool across from me. "Because I just heard something insane from my driver's girlfriend's cousin." I blinked. "That's... oddly specific." She leaned in. "Is it true you were seen getting out of a Wolfe Empire Benz?" I bit my bottom lip. "Okay, yes. But it's not what you think." Clark's eyes doubled in size. "You know Ac