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A faint smile curved her lips, but there was nothing warm in it. Ashleigh Dana sat beside Voss, her hair shifting in soft ripples of color I couldn’t read yet, pale gold at the roots, bleeding into streaks of copper and violet. Her attention was fixed on me, a quiet alertness beneath her otherwise casual posture. Of all of them, she felt the least threatening, though I knew she could be the most unpredictable.

“You need nude photographs to get a part in a movie these days?” She cut her eyes toward me. “He wants them.” “I’m sure he does.” I inhaled deeply. “But, Ashleigh…if you walked into McDonald’s looking for a job and the manager asked if you had any nude photographs of yourself, you’d probably knock his block off and call the cops. So what makes this different?” Her voice was quiet, almost dreamy. “Brad Pitt.” “Brad Pitt wants nude photographs of you?” “I get to do the nude scenes with him.” Ashleigh finished the wine in a single gulp, crossed back to the love seat, and flopped her petite figure onto it.

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It contained every bit of information found on the man who had been daring enough to intrude on Noah's life. His well-known alias was Ash Grey but he sometimes went by the name Johnson Adams. Ash owned a long chain of well-known clubs in Rosewoods and also had numerous underground club operations awarded to his name, most of the luxurious clubs scattered in different towns around New York and other thriving parts of the world.

Stealth meant everything needed to be hidden, especially with a three-quarter moon in the night sky shining down on them. “You know, I hit up bars that aren’t military for a reason. What the fuck were you doing there?” Kira asked. “Drowning my demons.” “Apparently. How many drinks did you have before I sat down?” Knight had to think harder than usual about the answer to that question since his brain kept tripping over how Kira looked pressed down in expensive sheets while Knight her hard. “Four, all doubles.” Knight arched an eyebrow. “Wow." She whistles. "Awakaned metabolism definitely has something going for it.”

Chapter Thirty: Is he your boyfriend? Within minutes, Alissa arrived—dressed in a crisp grey blazer and high-waisted slacks, her hair tied in a messy bun. The makeup had been washed off her face, leaving her skin bare and glowing, with a natural blush from the cold night air. Her beauty was quiet, unintentional, almost innocent. Asher sat silently in the driver’s seat, his sharp eyes scanning the suite ahead. His voice was flat, lacking emotion as he remarked,

to wear and I settled on a pair of black tactical leggings and a grey hoodie that said ’Yoga & Espresso’ in glittery letters. .It wasn't exactly my style but it beat being naked in front of a tech-genius psychopath. I laced up some sturdy hiking boots I found on a display shelf and took a deep breath. I walked back to the center of the store, cracking my neck. Ashley was already there, looking annoyingly put-together in a silk blouse and tailored trousers she’d scavenged. She was currently trying to rub a smudge of dirt off her cheek. “You know,” I said, leaning against a mannequin that had lost its head. “That’s the first time I’ve seen your wolf form. You’re actually kind of cute. Like a v