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How else would he know about that? "Well, I guess you can say Charlie Waterston and I are old acquaintances," Adnan shrugged. "Do you like Danielle Steel?" he asked, realizing how stupid he sounded. Of course she liked Danielle Steel. Why else would she be reading her book? "Yes," she replied. "She's my second favorite author." "And I'm guessing J.K Rowling is your favorite?" "Are you perhaps a psychic?" she asked, genuinely shocked by the accuracy of his guessing. In a world where thousands of authors existed, it was shocking that he was able to get the answer right on the first guess.

“Your parter is Asher Steele and you are both assigned the The Revolutionary War.” Dani frowns deeply, looking around the room until her eyes land on the bright blue orbs of her partner. The guy to which she would be working with for the next two weeks. The guy that she needed to avoid to hide her ever growing interest from. Asher Freaking Steele.

“From this moment forward, the Steel Vipers acknowledge Ashley as our chief strategist, our liaison, and the architect of our expansion.” Ace leaned close, whispering, “You are so damn hot when you are shocked.” Cole nodded vigorously. “You deserve this.” Jax didn’t speak. His steady presence alone said everything. The allies stepped forward one by one. Cortez extended his hand. “The Reavers stand with you.” Vera placed a hand over her chest. “The Valkyries acknowledge you.” Other leaders followed. One after another. A line of recognition… for her. And Ashley — the girl who once broke down in a dead car on an empty highway — stood in the center of a room filled with powerhouses… being honore

An older gentleman with grey hair and a beard says louder than I would expect him to, after opening the door and peeking in. He seems surprised that I am standing there, because then he continues by saying, “Oh, sorry. I thought Trinity was the only one dancing tonight. Who are you?” “Apparently, my stage name is Candy Cane, but I am just plain Dani.” I state in a matter-of-fact tone of voice, as he stares at me with a humorous look on his face. “Well, well. Candy Cane ay? Did Brandon pick that one out for you or did you come up with that one all by yourself?” He starts to laugh and then quiets down when Mr. Knight walks in right behind him.

“And I don’t understand why you’re doing this.” Danielle smiled again, softer this time. “Because we’re alike. We have the same background and struggles, and I don’t want to see you trapped.” A knock sounded at the door and someone poked her head in. “Miss Arya, they’re ready for you.” “Thank you,” I told Danielle quietly as I slipped the card into my purse without thinking.

Aside from my words, the fact that we haven’t caught whoever it was that sent that letter still bothers him and now I was stuck at home till they found the person. “It’s so scary that someone like that is still roaming the streets, you should be very careful hun” Danielle spoke from where she was sitting with Jennifer, Sandy and Ria. They finally met last week and to my surprise, they clicked at the first meeting. I won’t lie when I say I was skeptical to introduce Danielle to the trio but I’m glad it all worked out.

I would not allow Adrian fucking Valentino walk over me like he was used to doing to other girls. I was determined to show him that I was not one of the many girls who threw themselves at him and would do every of his biddings. I was Danielle Dawson. I was a different type of breed. I was confident, strong, and beautiful, and no body, not even the most powerful man in the whole of New York, could break me and make me feel less of myself. Adrian cleared his throat a second time, the sound echoing in the room, breaking me out of my reverie and restoring the room to silence once more.

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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.