I Don't Do Mercy: The Ex Who Knelt

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the board, urgent reports from PR-all

anding them all off to my perso

rian's call finally f

ing the phone on my desk and letting hi

n-dollar deal closing next week! You'd t

ited for him to finish shouting, t

Royal Auto Spa getting a full deep

ilence, followed by the thud of so

, walking to the floo

uilt with him, brick by brick. It was one thing to b

utes-no mor

d, and Adrian

bay of the spa, a technician in white gloves care

ile and dialed the head of

igning ceremony go

took out last year's birthday gift from

he light, reflect

drian's second voice

rd. It's just a necklace

ish playing, I hurled the phone o

ter rang out l

nother photo and

figure he'd paid a fortune for at a Ugrarian auction-now soakin

I sent just one

s just a dare. Reme

locked his number w

ave been furious

so w

efore my father, swearing he would love only me for

connections, and capital into his company without

ould be each other'

e into a foul joke, reeki

to make him wince. The real

my office chair a

from my mind was Ethan's

ere he sat every single day o

line," I thought. "So don't b

intercom, my voi

And have the Falcon Team start digging into the b

me to take contr

the horizon was turn

arriage with Adrian was alrea