“Tell the boys to keep their eyes on her,” I ordered, my voice cold and clear. I tossed the phone onto the bed and grinned, flipping my finger in the air like I’d just won a bet. I couldn’t hide the thrill bubbling in my chest. Honestly, I didn’t know if I was more elated about finally escaping Mother’s grip, or because I’d finally found that slippery little fox of a girl. “Oh, I am so making her pay,” I muttered, a grin spreading across my face. “For every damn thing.” Striding to the wardrobe, I yanked the doors open and pulled out a two-piece gray designer suit, sharp enough to cut glass, and a black wool overcoat that didn't ask for respect— it demanded it. I liked to dress elegant—but intimidating. Especially today. I reached for a watch and clipped it around my wrist, only to frown. “No, this won’t do…” I muttered, ripping it off and grabbing a sleeker, silver piece that matched my mood—cold, calculated. “Perfect.” Next, I moved to the shoe rack, my gaze scanning over poli
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