His Runaway Bride’s Revenge
he said, “but I never discarded her. And I sure as hell never used her. That was your legacy. You and Malcolm.”
Another pause. This time, colder.
“Be careful, Adrian. When men like us start playing savior, we tend to die heroes—or fools.”
The line went dead.
The Offer
That afternoon, Cassandra showed up at Blackwood Estate.
Claire nearly turned her away at the door, but curiosity—and a lingering need to understand Adrian’s past—made her pause.
Cassandra stood in the foyer, her hair swept into an immaculate chignon, wearing designer armor and the smile of someone who’d seen the apocalypse and survived.
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