Scarlett's POVArthur walked in and closed the door behind him.He didn't ask permission, didn't wait for me to invite him to sit. He walked to the chair in front of my desk and sat down, crossed his legs, and set a black folder on the table.I was still standing, my hand on the back of the chair, my heart racing.And that was when I felt it. The cologne. That scent of wood and spice that I knew by heart, that I felt on my skin when I woke up beside him, that stayed on the sheets, on my clothes, on me. I felt my stomach tighten, my hands tremble, but I kept my face steady.He looked up at me and waited. "You may sit down, Mrs. Moore," he said, his voice calm and deep, "this will take a while."I sat down slowly, without taking my eyes off him. "Coffee?""No," he answered, opening the folder, pulling out a stack of papers and setting them in front of me, "let's get straight to the point.""What's that?""A proposal," he said, pushing the papers toward me with two fingers, "to buy Helen
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