A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE
I asked, my voice tinged with sarcasm and incredulity.
Arrow took a step closer, his eyes riveted to mine, like some penitent seeking forgiveness.
"I accept my wrong, love," he said, his voice full of regret and repentance.
"That's why I came here to apologize," he added, and in those words, so genuinely spoken, there was an unction for a wounded soul. His smile-the one that used to be smug and sure was tentative and unsure now, a flower blossoming in the desert, fragile and sensitive.
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