When Caesar came back, I was sitting on the couch, counting the money his Uncle Miron had been paying me all these years.My wolf stirred inside me, warning, 'He's already upstairs.'Panic hit. I barely had time to grab a thick blanket and throw it over the piles of cash before the door swung open.Caesar stepped in.I wiped the smile off my face in an instant, letting my eyes redden just enough. "You're finally back," I said softly.His expression was dark, his voice colder. "Rena, Celine slipped and got hurt after standing in the rain. I told you, Celine is my friend. You have no right to bar her from entering the villa!"I stared at him, then let out a bitter laugh. "Since when do I have that kind of power? I just asked her not to parade herself in front of me.""Besides," I added, "hasn't she always come and gone as she pleased? The bedroom, the study—even the conference room you won't let me into. Has she missed a single one?"Caesar's brow tightened. "Rena, are you being
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