Melina's POVThe room was too quiet.Three men. Three sets of eyes. All of them on her.Alaric standing in the center like a judge pronouncing sentence. Aiden by the window, arms crossed, expression unreadable. Archer in the chair, leg no longer bouncing, completely still.And her real name hanging in the air between them like an accusation.Melina."How long have you known?" Her voice came out steadier than she felt."Since before you arrived," Alaric said. His silver eyes were cold. Calm. "Your application was flagged immediately. False identity. Constructed background. We ran the biometric cross-reference and found your real name within hours."Her stomach dropped. "Then why....""Why did we hire you anyway?" Alaric's mouth curved slightly. Not a smile. Something colder. "Because we wanted to see what you'd do. Wanted to watch you plan. Wanted to understand exactly why Cain Voss's daughter would walk into our estate with a fake name and desperation all over her face."She couldn't
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