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Chapter sixteen

Turns out Mr. Asshole didn't have any intentions to kill me.

Or so I thought.

When he saw me -more like caught though- about to tell Crystal about the contract, he took -or rather dragged- me to the bathroom on the plane. I expected him to glare and pace about the bathroom, running hands through his hair and whatnot. What I didn't expect was his calm demeanor. I knew he was angry but his type of anger was the calm anger. He rested his back against the bathroom door, his arms were folded across his chest and I saw his tense jaw muscles tick every now and then.

"Sorry!?" I flinched from his tone and he arched an eyebrow at my reaction. "You're sorry? Miss. Greene, if you had mentioned a word about the contract to your silly sister, you could be drag

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