—Madeline—The servants scampered out of the room, their footsteps echoing on the marble. The last one shut the door after him and silence settled in.TickTick.Tick.Except for the ticking of the grandfather clock in the room.Dominic exhaled, stood and locked the door, the final click sounding like a thunderclap.Heat twisted low in my stomach.No.I shouldn't have been looking at my stepson like something made to ruin me. He walked back to his chair and sat.Like it was all a game. Our game.To see whoever breaks first.“Get on your knees, Madeline. Crawl over,” he said, voice husky.I shook my head. “No. We shouldn't be doing this.”“I said, crawl over.”“Why don't you tell me first the type of business you're into?”His expression shifted into something more sinful, the smirk returning to his lips.“Still proving stubborn?”“As a Morvanti Lady, I need to know every family business.”He took another slow drag of his cigar— his dark eyes raking over me. He stood, and his shadow s
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