تسجيل الدخول"Julian." Marcus's voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. "Are you listening to me? The annulment is happening tomorrow. There is nothing you can do to stop it. My advice to you is to focus on damage control. Protect your assets. Prepare for the financial fallout. And for God's sake, do not do any
I could have driven them myself. That had been the original plan. But the thought of sitting in traffic with Tasha's perfume filling the car, watching her in the rearview mirror, knowing where she was going and who she was going to be with, was more than my already frayed patience could tolerate. Be
But she was still the one I hadn't had yet. The one I had planned to savor at my leisure once this business with Dominic was finished, and now Scarlett was asking me to serve her up on a silver platter to the man I hated most in the world. "You will have to wait a little," I said, and before Scarl
Tasha was standing by the window, dressed in the gown I had ordered for Jasmine. She turned when she heard the door, her blonde hair catching the light in a way that made it look like spun gold, her face painted with the kind of subtle, devastating makeup that transformed her from a pretty girl in
JULIAN I stepped out of my front door, my eyes sweeping the street in both directions like a man expecting a sniper on every rooftop. Nothing moved except a neighbor's sprinkler three houses down, its rhythmic chk-chk-chk the only sound in the otherwise silent cul-de-sac. No reporters. No came
Her body was jerking with every impact. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to look at me, and I saw the surrender in her eyes. It made me harder. I leaned down and bit her shoulder, hard enough to bruise, and she whimpered and went limp beneath me, her body finally, completely







