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warning. I didn't have to open it to know who sent it. Hartman Global Holdings was stampe
"Christ! He really doesn't waste time." She re
kitchen table like it might detonate. "That was, what... Four hours ago?
s were thick, creamy, and smelled like money. Twenty of them. Typed
ge in physical intimacy unless mutua
t is discouraged and shall not
tion must be maintained. N
e really put in a no-love clause? Wh
" I gr
sat across from me, biting a hangnail. "You don't have to do this, E
r hell, skip town. Start over somewhere far. Monta
could hear her breathing across the table. "Neither is marryi
ted me."She reached o
n. This is what Benjamin Westbrook has turned me into. My heart was heavy; I
stared at the line for a long time, like maybe the pap
I si
Ca
his. Smaller and frailer. Camil
t I have regained my composure and was read
after dusk. Black suit in a black car and black sunglasses even th
ly I felt her heartbeat. Tears filled her e
e jokes now." I muttered trying to diffuse
m n
ed to smile, but couldn'
ha
. Or cry. Or vanish. Instead, I just wh
belongings. I only intend to drop the document, spend some time and come b
ower. The lobby was deserted. The elevator opened with a chime that echoed too loudly.
to silence. Marble. Steel. Glass. All sleek,
ne hand, drink in the other. He didn't tu
ed." "You
ed now. Cong
"Don't I get a toast or something?" He turned slowly. His face
ked. "Of a situation, yo
ty."He took a sip. "I have said this
r tenderness. I wasn't even here for protection. No
r," I remarked. He nodded once. "Just don't
ct no-billionaire policy." He finally met my
ht. It was bigger than my entire old apartment. Cream wal
ur size. The bathroom's through ther
's R
t ask questions." He tur
y m
ause you have nothing left
re perfectly arranged. Making it look as if I could somehow make this real. The nights
ddress. Just one pho
tment. Last night. Asleep on
I stared at it until my vision blu
had been watching. And somehow,
ed for
d before I c
n sign contracts, Eva.