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she hissed. "Makes it more exciting." I stepped closer, my chest pressing against her back. Her pulse raced through her skin as she reacted to every trail of my finger. "Meet me in the passage behind the collapsed wall," I murmured. "Now." I pulled back and walked away without looking at her. I could feel the weight of her gaze on my back, and I knew she was going to show up. *****

I heard the chair scrape the floor as she got up. “Then I’ll get back to work,” she said. Her heels clicked on the hardwood and then, the door shut behind her with a firm click. I remained standing by the window, staring down at the city. She's definitely hiding something.

She could tell Asher’s reluctance at a glance. She walked over quickly. Asher hid behind her. “Mommy, you’re finally back.”

then she stopped. I raised a brow. “There is what?” I asked. “You're on the right track.” She didn't answer. Her eyes were fixed on something behind me. “In wine, there is... Jace Graham” she whispered. I frowned. “I think you're going to have to work harder than that to pass the test Andy,” I said. She shook her head and the coldness I felt from before intensified. “Jace Graham is behind you.” I turned. There he was, just standing, watching me. I stumbled back and stood beside Andrea.

she patted my back and left leaving totally speechless ••• I connect my fist with the chair beside me, placing my head on my hands. I swear she's going to suffer, its all her fault this is happening, I have no choice I will have to accept this marriage proposal or I will lose the company I've been dreaming of. **

It was clear at this point that she had followed us from behind, a few minutes after we left the pack. “Mate,” she whispered, staring at me.

She move to the backseat door like a cow about to be slaughter. She slip into the car. His eyes were still glue to his tablet never sparing her glanced. She clinch her bag tightly between. Her system feel unsettled. "Relaxed, will you" he said "What?" "I not going to do anything stupid to you" he smirked. "Well, I'm relaxed " she lied smoothly. " I don't think so. You sitting upright, your back barely touching the seat" he pointed out while his gaze fell on her. "Okay " she said leaning back to the seat.

I whisper to myself, very proud of my accomplishment before skipping down to the kitchen. I take a minute to appreciate his very fine looks. “He looks so good doesn’t he?” I jump, clutching at my chest as I look for Joanne, she stood behind me, smiling brightly, her gum piercing I didn’t know she had, winked at me. “Don’t scare me like that.” I whisper, “We were admiring art, it’s not my fault you didn’t hear me come in.” she shrugged, and then added, “Why are we whispering?”

She should be obnoxiously obedient, not challenging him. She closed her eyes to adjust her state, and she became a little dazed after a while. What she didn’t notice was that he was already standing behind her.

The low and cold voice confirmed her greatest fears… She turned back in shock. That charming yet dangerous face was looming behind her, just an aisle away.