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Chapter 93

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CLAY'S POV

My housekeeper, Aggie, had gone home.

So the click of the deadbolt was a sound I knew was from the only other person allowed to bypass my security without a phone call.

I froze, steam still clinging to my skin. I’d just stepped out of the shower, the adrenaline of the last two hours finally beginning to ebb into a dull ache in my knuckles.

I tightened the towel around my hips, wiping a hand over the fogged-up mirror and dragging my fingers through my damp hair before stepping into the hallway.

Water trailed after me, cold against the hardwood, but I didn't care.

Anyta was standing in the center of my living room, looking small against the backdrop of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

My throat cinched slightly as I took in her sharp office attire, a charcoal blazer and matching slacks with white pointy heels.

Her dark curls were swept into an elegant updo that revealed the soft, curly wisps at the nape of her smooth, creamy neck.

God, she was breathtaking. But the coolness abo
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why,” Anyta moaned sweetly, gripping my head tightly as I sucked and swirled my tongue over the tight bud.I was harder than I'd ever been in my whole life, and it was all thanks to her soft moans and lush, writhing body underneath mine.“mmm,” I moaned deep in my throat as I released her nipple with a wet pop.I raised my head to take her in, her flushed face and complexion, the slight part of her full lips and glassy, heavy look in her eyes.Like that, she looked completely ravished and in need
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an entrepreneur?”My best friend shook his head, “no.”“Then what do you really do?!” I blurted out, my frustration spiking.“I buy and resell companies, that's the truth.”I scoffed, but I let him continue.“Those men weren't after me either, this isn't my fault.”A knot formed in my throat as I folded my arms over my chest. I had a feeling he was deflecting, but my mind was all over the place, I couldn't concentrate on one question.“So who were those men?”Clay opened his mouth to respond as he shifted his weight to face me fully, but then suddenly sucked in a sharp, hissed breath.He winced, his entire body stiffening, and his hand moved instinctively toward his side before he caught himself and forced it back down as his expressio

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