His Cruelty, Her Comeback

s of boring meetings instead of in a duplicate mansion with his othe

bright and fake as the diamonds on Gianna' s necklace. His tone was gentle, but

us room larger than my first apartment. I numbly put on th

handeliers and filled with the city' s elite. As we walked in, I noticed something odd.

hand possessive on the small of my back. "I didn' t wan

feeling I knew exactly why the staff was masked. My face must have gone pale, be

surrounded us. Business partners, socialites, all e

ut near the champagne tower. A masked waitress had stumbled, her fall theatrical and clumsy.

temper. They all expected him to explode at

ened, his voice dropping to a danger

mask of concern. "I' m so sorry, my love. I ne

st, his grip tight, and practicall

a different elevator to the executive floor. The hallway was empt

through t

e mahogany conference table, her legs wrapped tightly around Bennet' s wa

ing. "I just saw you with her, looking so happy, and my..

do with anger and everything to do with desire. "It' s

g in his hair. "I need my treatment. I n

in the most twisted, deceitful way possible. He was celebratin

full of sincerity, "Harper, you' re the

. Everythin

. I couldn' t watch anymore. I turned and fl

t reappeared, looking perfectly composed. He

r containing a deed. He had transferred ownership of the entire

resh, unripped cheongam, her face once again hidden behind a blan

bled again. This time, it was no small fall

exploded everywhere. The sound was

. He didn' t look at me. He didn' t think about me. He lunge

e aside to

heel caught on the slick floor. I fell, my head cra

ering lights and shadowed faces. I felt a sharp, searing

a in his arms, his face a mask of frantic concern as he chec

clear. He had made his choice. I

om spun. And through the pain and the haz