HARPER~~~For one terrifying moment, I wanted to slam my fist into Ryder's smirking face to let out my growing frustration."This is a joke," I said, the words scraping against my raw throat. "This has to be a joke. You've got to be fucking kidding me.""Oooh, there's the temper I know," Ryder grinned. "Do we look like we're joking, Harper?" Dallas murmured.He leaned against the frame of my kitchen doorway, his arms crossed over his broad chest. His posture was casual, but the dangerous spark in his eyes said otherwise."This is my mother's property," I insisted, my voice gradually rising. "She spent her life building it. It falls to me. It's my inheritance."Dallas reached into the breast pocket of his tailored jacket. With intense slowness, he pulled out a crisp, folded document and tossed it onto the kitchen counter between us.It landed with a soft thud."Your mother took out a massive line of credit against the lodge during her final year of treatment," Mason explained as I re
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