tness. Elenore stood in the doorway, dressed in the charcoal gray dress Cedrick in

o them, she was the "Assistant" or the "Ward." The NDA was so strict that

said, her voice raspy

Fields has implemented a caffeine-free zone for the estate this month.

man's back. "I am not Mr

low liquid. Her expression was pitying but firm. "I ca

e mug on t

y. It was a small thing, a cup of coffee. But aft

and poured the contents directly i

s shocked eyes. "I'

ic rhythm against her ribs. That was the first time she h

k allowed her to use. She closed the door and leaned against

-the "Red Line." It was strictly for life-or-death emergencies. He had told he

g. Once. Twic

s voicemail. Or his

he line cl

n's voice said. It was smooth, c

es turned white. She knew that voice. She had

ng suspicious, just bored. Like she was

hed squeal erupted. "Daddy! Lo

ld. P

one thing; the auditory proof was a visceral punch to the gut. They

all. Her thumb hit

nds trembling uncontrollably. He was

her desk buzzed,

guard's voice crackled. "Ms

e. Cedrick's personal assistan

id, her voice sounding

woman with a sharp bob cut and a suit that cost more than Elenore

lenore up and down, her lip curling slightly. "You look tired. A

you want

iness trips in the coming quarter. He wants to ensure total discretion. This is an addendum to

ld out

he paper. It was a

gn this, E

aughed, a short, dry

it without reading it. I'm

ension. "Don't act like a wife, Elenore. We both know what you are. You're a paid companion with a fancy title to keep the

cit. It was the leas

ick in the shower with another woman. She thought of the

napped. It wasn't a though

ore her brain regi

ac

f the high marble c

lm stung. He

eyes were wide, filled with shock. The red imprint of

there was ab

re said. Her voice was low

g. She grabbed her portfolio. "You have no id

ched out the front door, the hea

ng hand. She felt a rush of adrenaline, h

idden behind a generic landscape painting. She spun the dial.

Separation_Draft_v1. She had written it years a

d on the desk.

. It was an aler

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shed, replaced by a cold wave of terror. Vance h

one. Hazle's li