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Chapter 40

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Elena closed the door of the en suite bathroom behind her and let the silence swallow her whole.

She gripped the porcelain sink, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was disheveled, lips swollen from too many lies, and from that kiss.

The woman who looked back at her was not Elena Sinclair, spoiled bride of Roman Thorne. No, this was someone else, the assassin who had walked into a ballroom dripping with diamonds and left it with blood on her hands.

And yet she had nearly slipped.

Roman’s hand had been seconds away from the dagger. Seconds away from shattering everything she had built. If she hadn’t woken, if instinct hadn’t snapped her alert, she would be ruined.

Her pulse thudded against her throat.

He suspects.

He hadn’t said the words, but she had seen it in his eyes. The way his gaze lingered, not with desire alone, but calculation.

He had been studying her like one of his contracts, one of his empires, searching for cracks. And she had given him one.

Elena inhaled
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