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“Pardon my manners. Meet Zara. Zara, this is Danielle.” “Hi!” Zara forced a smile. “Hello,” Danielle waved brightly. “She looks like more than just a friend,” she winked. “Stop it, Danielle,” Nat teased. “Danielle here is one of the most terrifying cross-examiners alive.” “You could call me Danielle the fiery litigator. I break necks and kick asses in courtrooms for breakfast,” she laughed. “Pleasure,” Zara said bluntly. “Danielle, can I see you for a second?” Nat asked.

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Danilella asked me, pulling my hand away from my head giving me no support system. Selene, Daniella and Stacy were best of friends although I never believed they liked each other. Daniella and Selene were only with Stacy because of her money and fame in school but that was the least of my problems. How on earth did I get myself in this situation? “You are hurting me, let go of my hair” I pleaded. “Fine.” Stacy signaled Daniella to let me go while she also freed my hair. “Now you are free, what are you gonna do?”

Danielle’s POV I have gone to eighteen different paper companies to look for which would accept and publish my side of the story but they all turned me down and said they couldn’t help the wife of a criminal. Of course, I can’t let that stop me from trying other means. I wrote a lengthy article on my I*******m page and posted it.

She’s glad their heights complement each so perfectly. Danielle knows exactly what Jen likes; she also knows exactly what works, even when those things are not the same. Jen claims to hate being teased, and yet nothing gets her hot faster than a touch that’s not quite enough. Not quite where she wants it. Jen will moan and beg and demand. Danielle thinks Jen just likes the sound of her own voice, that she likes to put on a performance. But she can’t do that now, not here. No, now she needs to be content with the softest utterances, speaking with her body.

Especially with Angel and her goons. She laughed and focused her attention on Dmitry. “You see Mr. Whoever-You-Are, our girl Dani is a prude. Guys almost as handsome as you show interest in her, and well, let’s just say the feeling is anything but mutual. She thinks she’s too good for anyone in this town.” Not giving him a chance to say anything, she brought her attention to me. “What is this? The first guy you’ve dated in years. Or need I say Ever. Are you going to tease and leave him too?”

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Now it pulsed on the screen as if she had left me a living echo. The text unfolded, block by block. —Offer: $10,000,000 for one Mei-Ling Chen original. Any canvas. Immediate transfer. — Daniel let out a low whistle. “Ten million? For one painting? That’s not art money. That’s something else.” I pressed my palms flat on the table. “They want more than paint. They want what she hid inside it.” More words scrolled. —Caution: Vivienne Steele. Alias Victoria Steele. Not new to this game. Not safe.—

"Yes, in fact, I do, Jay. I've seen them." Dani couldn't even laugh. It was so preposterous. This guy was amazing. Pretty ballsy of him to go on a livestream like this. Then again, most people didn't listen to things that Dani did. It was part of what she taught at Philly College. It was also part of her new book out. Conspiracy Theories: Critical Thinking Gone Wrong hadn't topped the bestseller list, but she would be able to use it as the textbook in her class next semester. That would garner some sales. Her stop was next, and she could not wait to call in. She was known in the same circles that this guy probably ran in on social media. He would know her name for sure, even if she'd never h

She had an entire folder dedicated to sloppy romance movies, which seemed to take her mind off everything else. Her personal library was looking good as well. Finally, she could proudly say that she owned every single book written by Danielle Steel. The unread ones were stacked in or on her drawer, with a few tucked away in the closet. The ones she had finished reading were stored safely in her father's study, to be perused at her leisure.