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View MoreChapter 5:Too Convincing:"It makes me someone who understands that the world isn't divided into good people and bad people. It's more complicated than that." He stood up, gesturing for her to follow. "Come on. I want to show you something."They left the mansion in one of his cars, Nathaniel driving himself rather than using a chauffeur. Iris watched the city pass by, trying to figure out his angle. Where was he taking her? What was he trying to prove?They stopped in a part of town Iris knew well. The sort of neighborhood where her newspaper's crime reporters spent most of their time. High poverty, high crime, the type of place politicians promised to fix but never did.Nathaniel led her into a community center that looked new and well-maintained. Inside, children were participating in after-school programs. Tutoring, art classes, sports. All supervised by adults who looked like they actually cared."This is one of six centers I fund in neighborhoods like this," Nathaniel said, wat
Chapter 4:Breakfast With The Enemy:The first day of Iris's "education" started with breakfast in Nathaniel's private dining room. It was not the grand formal space where he'd hosted his party, but a smaller, more intimate room with windows overlooking his gardens.He was already seated when she arrived, reading the morning paper with a cup of coffee. He looked different without the formal suit. Still expensive, dark slacks and a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, but more relaxed. Hr look more human."Good morning," he said, looking up from his paper. "I hope you slept better last night.""I was exhausted enough that the kidnapping didn't matter much." Iris sat down across from him, noting the breakfast already laid out. Fresh fruit, pastries, eggs cooked exactly how she liked them. "How did you know I prefer my eggs scrambled?""I know a lot about you, Miss Morgan. What you eat, where you shop, your favorite coffee order. You've been investigating me for months. Di
Chapter 3 The Deal With The Devil: Morning came with a soft knock on the door. A woman in a housekeeper's uniform entered carrying a breakfast tray, flanked by one of the large security guards from last night. "Mr. Cross requests your presence in his study in one hour," the woman said, setting the tray on a table by the window. "He has provided appropriate clothing for you." She gestured to the closet, where several outfits now hung that definitely weren't there last night. All in Iris's size. All expensive designer pieces. After the woman left and the door locked again, Iris examined the clothes. Everything fits perfectly. Which meant Nathaniel Cross had known her exact measurements. Had probably known them before she even arrived at his party. The realization made her skin crawl. How long had he been watching her? How much did he know? She ate the breakfast because she needed the energy, then showered in a bathroom stocked with luxury products. When she finally dressed in the
Chapter 2: Locked In With the Devil: "I meant 1905," she said quickly. "Simple mistake." "Of course." His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Easy to confuse dates when you're discussing pieces you've supposedly owned for years." The conversation continued, but Iris knew she'd made a mistake. A small one, barely noticeable to anyone else. But Nathaniel Cross had caught it. And from the way he was looking at her now, he knew something was wrong. She needed to get out of there. Regroup. Figure out how badly she'd blown her cover. "If you'll excuse me," she said, setting down her champagne glass. "I need to powder my nose." "Of course. The restroom is down the hall, second door on the right." Nathaniel's smile was pleasant, but there was something predatory underneath. "Don't get lost. This house can be confusing for first-time visitors." Iris made her way through the crowd, her heart hammering. She'd screwed up. After three months of preparation, she'd made a stupid mistake because a


















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