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Chapter 8

Author: Eric Nicole
last update publish date: 2026-03-11 18:25:43

Brianna's hands still shook when Dawson led her out of his private office.

The confrontation with Eric and Declan played on repeat in her head. Eric pinned against the wall. Dawson's animal threat. Declan watching it all like it was entertainment.

She followed Dawson down the hallway in a daze.

"Where are we going?"

"Back to work." He didn't slow down. "You think the day stops because my father wants to sell you? Keep moving."

They walked through the kitchen, past surprised staff, out a back do
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