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Claimed by the Bodyguard (ii)

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Chapter 2

“You asked for this when you kept looking at me like that. Now you get to feel exactly what it means.”

Kane’s voice reached Vivienne in the dim quiet of her bedroom only a few hours after she had left him in the study. She had not expected him to follow so soon, yet the soft click of the door lock told her that professional distance had already lost the argument. He stood just inside the room, still fully dressed, the conflict on his face doing nothing to hide the intent in his eyes.

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