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A flicker of a smile ghosted across his lips.Vivienne’s mouth opened. Nothing came out.“I never expected an angel would lie to me.”Knox took a step closer, the warmth of his body brushing against her skin. His scent—something intoxicating—wrapped around her, making her head spin.“That wasn’t very angelic, sweetheart,” Knox murmured. His voice was low and dark, the kind of sound that seemed to vibrate through her bones.His hand braced against the hedge beside her head, close enough to cage her in without actually touching her. His eyes—gleaming and nearly black in the low light—burned into hers, so intense it was like his gaze alone was a caress.Vivienne’s breath hitched.“L-lie?” she whispered, as if speaking any louder would shatter the fragile spell wrapped around them.Knox tilted his head slightly, dark strands of hair falling carelessly across his forehead. “Tell me, Angel,” his voice lowered even further, velvet smooth and dangerous, “you work near the coffee shop?”Her he

Knox’s body went rigid.Vivi felt the heat evaporate from the space between them, replaced by a sharp chill that made her stomach twist painfully.No.Not here. Not now.Wes’s lazy smile widened as he took a casual step toward them, his sharp gaze flicking between Vivienne and Knox with the air of a man who knew he had the upper hand. His hands were still tucked into the pockets of his tailored jacket, his sandy blond hair carelessly tousled like he had just been consoling Celeste.“If you wanted a taste of my wife,” Wes’s smile sharpened, “you could have just asked.”Knox’s jaw flexed. His hands curled into fists at his sides.Vivi’s breath hitched as Wes stopped in front of them, his head tilting with mocking curiosity.“No need to get possessive, Maddox. I can be very… accommodating.” His gaze flicked toward Vivienne.Knox’s chest rose and fell beneath the dark fabric of his shirt. His shoulders rolled back, a subtle shift that made his frame look even broader, more imposing as he

The town car slid through the darkened streets, the quiet hum of the engine vibrating beneath Vivienne’s feet.She sat tense, her hands folded tightly in her lap, her heart beating painfully beneath her ribs.Wes wasn’t looking at his phone. He always looked at his phone.But not tonight. Tonight, Wes’s sharp hazel eyes were pinned on her.Unblinking. Assessing.Vivienne’s hands tightened in her lap. She could feel the weight of his gaze sliding over her skin, cool and clinical, as if he were considering every inch of her and measuring her worth.She stared out the window, her breath shallow as the city lights blurred past the glass.“You’re going to do exactly what Maddox wants,” Wes said suddenly, his voice low and even.Vivienne’s breath caught. Her head turned toward him slowly, eyes widening.Wes’s gaze was sharp beneath the dim interior lights of the car. “You understand me, don’t you?”Vivienne’s throat tightened painfully.She nodded.A small, satisfied smile curved Wes’s mout

Knox’s princess hadn’t left a shoe.No, she had vanished entirely—slipping through his fingers without a trace and leaving him to wonder, at times, if he had only dreamed of her.It had been a little over a year ago when he’d seen her for the first time.That day had started like any other. Knox had been attending a routine meeting at M Global, his role in the company unlike that of most family heirs. Usually, the older generation retained control, taking on the position of owner or major shareholder while their children stepped into the daily operations. CEO. President. Something concrete.But Knox’s parents had never wanted to limit him. When his acting career took off, they transferred their shares to him while keeping their positions running operations. It allowed him the freedom to pursue his career while still having a say in the business empire.When his schedule allowed, Knox was an involved shareholder—but those windows were rare. His days blurred together in a haze of studio

Behind her, the door clicked shut with a quiet, deadly finality.Knox stood by the window, his tall frame cast in red-tinted light. Shadows sharpened the hard line of his jaw, the glint in his eyes, giving him a dangerous look.The dark fabric of his jacket stretched over his broad shoulders, his crisp black shirt open at the collar, revealing the hard line of his throat and the barest hint of the muscles beneath.His gaze was already on her.Vivienne’s pulse hammered in her ears.His dark eyes swept down her body—slowly, so slowly—taking in the thin red slip clinging to her curves, the delicate straps cutting over her pale shoulders, the bare length of her thighs beneath the hem.Her stomach flipped beneath the weight of that gaze. Her skin prickled with heat despite the chill that still clung to her from the night air.“Come here, Angel,” Knox said, his voice low and dangerous.Vivienne’s legs trembled beneath her, but they moved before her mind could catch up.She took a tentative