By now, how could I not understand?In front of the convoy, the moment I sent a message, he had turned and looked straight at me.The last-minute staff outing.A table full of dishes only puppy and I would have known about.Then there was the contact name on his phone: my real name, saved there long ago.Cassian had known all along.He had known from the start that the woman who owed him fifty million dollars and bumbled through maid work at his estate was the same Mistress who had bossed him around like a puppy online for two years.Only me.Like an idiot, I had thought my disguise was airtight.By day, the Don punished me by making me redo the wine cellar inventory.By night, I ordered my puppy to put on a collar and kneel.By day, the Don warned me not to even think about seducing him.I turned right around and tattled to puppy, ranting about how my creditor was violent and cruel.And he had the audacity to defend himself with a straight face!The more I thought about it, the angrie
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