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Chapter 50: THE ROOFTOP CONFRONTATION

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NILAH

The construction stairs had led me straight onto the exposed, unfinished rooftop of the adjacent Castellano tower. The building was still under construction

The exit door behind me slammed open again before I could even find a place to hide.

Adrian stumbled out into the cold air. The cut on his face was bleeding heavily now, staining the entire collar of his white shirt a dark, messy red. His breathing sounded like a broken machine, loud and rattling, but his eyes were fixed entirely on m
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    NILAHThe boardroom of the Castellano Group was completely silent now.The emergency lights had been turned off, replaced by the cold afternoon sun cutting through the windows. The scent of chemical smoke from the fire alarm still lingered faintly in the air, but the chaos of the afternoon had vanished.Adrian’s body had been removed from the street level two hours ago, and the federal marshals had finally cleared the building.Darien sat at the head of the long mahogany conference table. His shirt was clean now—his assistant had brought him a fresh one from his private suite—but the dark purple bruise along his jawline and the small white bandage on his lip were sharp reminders of the rooftop.I sat right next to him, my fingers laced tightly through his under the table.My father, Arthur Mariel, sat across from us. For the first time in my entire life, he looked small. His expensive Italian suit looked too big for his shoulders, his silver hair was uncombed, and his hands were shaki

  • Divorced, Desired, Dangerous    Chapter 50: THE ROOFTOP CONFRONTATION

    NILAHThe construction stairs had led me straight onto the exposed, unfinished rooftop of the adjacent Castellano tower. The building was still under constructionThe exit door behind me slammed open again before I could even find a place to hide.Adrian stumbled out into the cold air. The cut on his face was bleeding heavily now, staining the entire collar of his white shirt a dark, messy red. His breathing sounded like a broken machine, loud and rattling, but his eyes were fixed entirely on me."Run all you want, Nilah!" he yelled, his voice getting carried away by the strong wind. "There are no security gates up here! There is nowhere left to go!"I sprinted toward a row of heavy metal storage lockers, but my heel caught on a loose piece of thick copper wiring. I tripped, my palms scraping hard against the rough concrete as I went down. Before I could push myself back up, Adrian was over me.He didn't hesitate. He grabbed the thick strap of my backpack and yanked me to my feet with

  • Divorced, Desired, Dangerous    Chapter 49: ESCAPING DEATH

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    NILAHThe door of the car shut behind us, cutting off the chill of the morning air.The vehicle moved down the gravel driveway, passing through the open iron gates and out onto the main road. The driver raised the thick leather-trimmed privacy partition, sealing the rear cabin into total, quiet isolation. The tinted windows rendered the outside world dark and distant.Darien sat beside me on the leather bench seat. He had pulled off his black suit jacket and thrown it across the far corner of the cabin. His tie was gone, and the dark gray vest he wore beneath was unbuttoned at the top, exposing the pulse point at his throat. He looked completely undone, his hair disheveled from where his fingers had run through it in my childhood bedroom."Tell me we are done with Arthur," Darien said, his voice low, heavy, and rasping in the quiet space. He looked directly at me, his gray eyes dark with an unyielding intensity. "Tell me you are never going back into that house.""I am never going ba

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