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“Her name is Nora. Thirty-eight years old. She works as a manager at the Bamford headquarters in Paris… where Mr. Bamford is based.” He hesitated. “That’s all?” Rosa asked flatly, her disapproval clear. “Well, that’s all the surface-level info anyone in the office would spill. So... I did some digging.” “And?” she pushed, already knowing she wouldn’t like the answer. “It turns out her full name is Nora Danyon. She was married once with two kids. Ten years ago, she was involved in a fatal accident that took her entire family. She was the only survivor.” “Wait—” Rosa shot up from her chair and began pacing, fingers tapping against her lips. “Danyon? Why the hell does that name sound familiar t

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

I said, because truth likes to have witnesses. Nora arrived in the kind of flurry that announces someone who has run across decades to hand you the next chapter. She was younger than I’d imagined and had the same observant tilt in her head I’d seen in Maggie’s handwriting. Her hands held an old ledger bound in thread so worn the fabric looked like a map of storms. She unwrapped it like it was a relic and slid it across the table with a reverence I found disarming.

NORA I suddenly felt shy and not sure of what to do, and Ryder felt it right away and stopped. I avoided his eyes, and I was a little nervous to look at him. But then I felt his hand softly grabbing my chin, turning my head to look at him. “Don’t hide from me, please. I won’t lie, I find you so attractive and sexy. But I will never break my promise, Nora, I will never force myself on you. I want you to be able to feel the lust and the need, to feel so safe that you can let go and let yourself feel all of it. Me, you. Our bodies become one, the undeniable hunger and need.” He whispers as his lips get close to my ear.

She reached for her robe, then grinned and hung it back on the hook. Nora flicked out the light and padded barefoot down the hall to her bedroom. She felt her thighs rub together, her breasts swing just a little from the weight, and felt the nipples stiffen in the cooler breeze of the hall. The thought of her nephew waiting for her in her bed, with his eight inch cock raised like a flag pole in anticipation, and with the knowledge that he was about to thrust that hard member into her, was the greatest thrill she had ever experienced. It caused the moisture droplets to collect on her pink inner and outer lips. She hadn’t been this excited on her wedding night. Nora waited for a moment then sl

I can see his eyes again Nora After this, I decided not to think about Erik any more. I didn't want to have him on my mind. There was no room for him in my life, no way. So I closed that chapter, but without lowering my guard. If not him, the criminal was still at large, and we did not know who he or she was. Edward and I were very vulnerable in this hospital. I lived practically here, with him. And I was urging him to wake up to take him away, where no one could touch us. One morning, I woke up to go to the bathroom, and as I got out of the makeshift bed that the hospital provided for me, I saw Edward's eyes staring at me. I didn't react for several seconds, I wasn't sure what I was seeing.

I asked, and his hands on my waist tightened before he placed a light kiss on my lips. Letting go of me, he went to get his laptop and gave it to me “File D” he informed, and I nodded before going to sit on the chair I just stood up from. Pushing my laptop to the side, I opened his. I'm Nora Williams, who graduated with a first class from one of the best universities in New York. But what was the use of going to work when I have a filthy rich husband who loves me so much and would do anything for me?

5? Although No. 5 was not as hot as No. 1, nor as cute and innocent-looking as No. 3, she was beautiful and had the image of a mature office lady. She looked simple and capable. After all, she was an executive for a multinational company. Seeing Matthew walk towards her, No. 5’s heart almost jumped to her throat. Her eyes stared at the roses in his hand. Christina had seen No. 5’s real face backstage. She did fit Matthew Henderson’s taste, but Christina did not have a good impression of her.

“It’s not.” There was a beat. Then another. When she didn’t continue, I scowled. “What are you not telling me?” Nora bit the inside of her cheek, like she was measuring how much she could get away with sharing with me. Then she dug around in her satchel before pulling out an old, leather-bound book. The binding was worn and cracking, and the cover was faded with the crest of House Aurelian. She opened it carefully and turned the pages with a brittle whisper before pausing.

I read the first line and set it back down, I left the food untouched, I crossed to the bar instead. I poured myself a glass of whiskey, it burned less than it usually did. I carried the glass toward the window, outside, the sky beyond the grounds had started to turn gold. The fountain near the gardens reflected the last of the sunlight. I rested one hand against the glass. I knew Nora had spent five years in London. I knew she had returned with Beaumont under her control. I knew she had taken Andrade before I realized she was even bidding. I knew Alexander Ashton had met her when she was carrying twins.