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DEREK’S P.O.V.I was mesmerized as I stood at the bar, watching Charlotte dance.For the first time since I met her, she was completely carefree. There wasn’t a single ounce of stress or fear in her body, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. With each sway of her hips, I was sucked in further, hypnotized by her. I had the feeling she knew it, too. Every few minutes, her eyes would sweep over the bar, only stopping when they landed on me, and she would send me a mischievous smile before she went back to dancing with Lydia.“Shall I continue the protection detail?” A voice said from beside me, and I shook my head. There was no reason to keep Paul on her when the only person crazy enough to try to hurt someone as pure as Charlotte was in jail. Justin would be out for a few hours during his criminal trial, but then he would be right back behind bars. He would never even leave the courthouse. My mother had jumped into the family chat quickly, trying to console my sister as she freake

LYDIA’S P.O.V.“Turn off the sun,” I groaned, rolling to the side and up against a warm body. It was smaller than I would have liked, and way too feminine for my liking.“Jesus! Do you have a bullhorn or something?” Charlotte said, and I cracked one eye open to see her sprawled out on top of the blanket. The smell of death wafting from her made me cringe, and I shoved my face into the pillow before realizing the smell was my own breath.“What the hell happened last night?” I asked, lifting my head slowly as the room continued to move around us. “Oh, my god. I think I’m still drunk.” “I can’t hear anything over the sound of the fan,” Charlotte grumbled, rolling onto her side before jumping out of the bed so fast that just the sight of it made my head spin. I cringed as she stumbled through the attached door and fell onto the bathroom floor, hugging the toilet. Faint images of the day before hit me, but most of the night was gone. I remembered going to court, my girl winning, going

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V. It felt like I was floating through life over the next week. I had been assigned two new, smaller clients and had received my settlement. The messages I had been getting from Derek only made each day better, and I was constantly checking my phone for the next one, but he always responded right away and never made me wait. By Friday night, I was more excited than I was nervous, and I was practically bouncing as I waited for him to pick me up for our date. I didn’t know where we were going or what we were doing, but it didn’t matter as long as I was with him. When the doorbell rang, I let out a deep breath and quickly reached up to make sure my hair was still neat and out of my face before opening it. Derek stood on the other side in a black suit and a bouquet of roses in his hands. He looked like a dream, and while I had been worried that I had overdressed before, I felt good about my choice of heels, dress, and jewelry. “You look breathtaking.” Derek br

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V.For the rest of the day, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. Even when Vanessa made it clear that despite my success with The Black Door, I couldn’t even breathe near my new clients without running it past her first, the smile stayed. It only infuriated her more, and I loved it.Rebecca didn’t seem to happy with her, and from the snippets of conversations I had overheard, Vanessa’s days were numbered if she didn’t turn things around. By the end of the day, Vanessa was the last to leave, and it only made me happier to see her ready to pull her hair out as she was finally focusing on her own work instead of trying to micromanage everyone else now that they had gone for the day. She didn’t bother to look up as I left, and I was grateful, because I had plans and I wasn’t going to let her bring me down. Derek had been right that I had been ordering in every night, and I figured it would be nice to cook Paul a homemade meal to thank him for keeping me safe over the

LYDIA’S P.O.V.“I can’t be stuck in here again!” I whispered to myself as my breathing came faster and faster with each passing moment. Even though I had joked about it with Charlotte, the last time I was stuck in there, it had fucked with my head. No one had been here. I had been trapped inside for just over an hour and had started to come to peace that I was going to freeze to death. Then one of the delivery drivers I had been waiting for showed up and got me out. My hand pushed the knob, feeling it sink in, going all the way down to the metal door, but the door itself didn’t budge as I leaned into it. “Lydia?” Paul asked, stepping closer to me, and I pushed against the door again. “I thought you were fixing this!” I spun on him, my eyes wide as the panic settled deep into my bones until the small room began to blur. “I just got here,” He said, and while I knew it wasn’t his fault it was broken, he was the one who let the door close behind him. “I can’t breathe,” I said, gasp