t of the club's
b away the image of his friends' shocked faces, trying to shove the words he'd just spoken back down his own thr
emerge, pulled the Mayb
e was
urs, a portrait of anxious devotion. She rushed forward, her b
runk. You shoul
ey saw her. Kian let out a low, contemptuous laugh. It was barely au
ckets and smiled a tight, humorless smile. "Well, look at
smoothed it back into a mask of worried innocence.
suasive. She opened the back door of the Maybach and l
ter if nothing happened. The image alone-Euan Corbett's car parked outside her building all night-wo
. He was malleable. She reached up, her fingers brushing his chest, m
s snapp
h exhaustion and fury, but they
way. The movement wa
cted at the driver. He didn't look at Aleah
ned Aleah standing alone on the sidewalk, the express
ted her offer. He just knew he had to go back to the penthouse. Some invisible, irrational tether
thouse door clicked open with
door open and
ere sh
way, wrapped in a single, stark white bath towel. She had retreated to the shower again, as if trying to scrub the very memory of the evening off her s
d pure. U
n's hands on her, slammed back into his mind with the force of a physical b
ight of him, his clothes rumpled, his eyes burning with a dangerous light
vement was all it took.
contempt. He took a step toward her, his presence dominating the s
s words snapped something inside her. Th
ng with ice, "but I'm still cleaner than you are, walking in
his wasn't the pliable, agreeable woman he had married. This was a st
aze d
saw it. A small, ugly, reddish-purple b
grabbed her in his sleep-addled state. He
, it was a love bite
He dropped to one knee, his hand shooting out an
a ragged, animalistic rasp. "Is this
kle. She cried out, trying to pull her leg bac
me! You'r
oke the last thre
p an arm around her waist. In one fluid, violent motion, h
in the air. A scream tore from her throat, raw and terrified. She pound
ey and his expensive cologne fi
Not to the guest ro
ng for the m
ess terror, Cornelia knew the nightma

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