ROSE'S POV "Are you okay?" Desmond leans in, the alcohol stench from his mouth nearly suffocating me."I'm fine."He stands suddenly, lifting me with him, he smiles sourly to the other guests. "Excuse us.""Hey, easy." I try to fight him off.He roughly drags me out of the hall, all the while my eyes are searching the crowd for Monique or the assistant. Down the hallway, he looks around discreetly, kicks the door to a closet open and shove us both inside, locking it afterwards. Now, I'm seriously regretting why I didn't call Micah or Ryan."Shhh. Don't try to make a scene okay?" He redraws a flat folder from the breast pocket of his suit, he holds it high above my head. "You see this, I've got million copies of it saved on my system, my flash drives, and even hard copies littering my study. And in it is the evidence of Ryan's money laundering, I can make it public—no, I'll make it public. You know why? Because you're legally mine now. And you'll do as I say, if you try anything stup
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