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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.

Nora comes over at noon with her laptop and an energy that means she has not slept and does not care. She spreads printed documents across Rhys's coffee table like a woman setting up a war room, which is essentially what this is, and Joel arrives twenty minutes later with food nobody asked for and the quiet usefulness of someone who understands that showing up is its own language. I sit cross legged on the floor opposite Nora with my own laptop and we work in parallel, two women pulling threads while the men eat sandwiches and try to be helpful without getting in the way.

Just from the redness of Velia's face, she could make a guess. “I don't mean anything bad, but I heard from Rambo that you've also paid your monthly installments this month. Not only that, he said you'll pay off all your debts soon. That's why I'm surprised,” Nia explained at length. “There's no way you can earn that much money in just one short night. It's impossible, Ve. Even if you're as beautiful as a goddess, you're still just an ordinary woman. You're not a celebrity.”

No one else could have slipped through the protective wards without triggering alarms, but Nora had always been the exception not just to the rules of this place, but to every carefully constructed belief I had once held. She stood with her back to me, half-illuminated by the glow of a floating orb light hovering near her shoulder. Books were scattered across the long table in front of her, some open, others sealed with ancient wax and forgotten sigils. Her fingers trembled as she traced the faded ink of a map. Her eyes, when she glanced up at my approach, were sharp, wary, and far too tired. “You’re not supposed to be in here,” she said without preamble, like I was just another problem she

The soft click of Sienna's heels echoed through the marble lobby of Cole Enterprises as she stepped out of Damien's sleek black car. The reporters positioned outside fell silent. Cameras flashed instantly, their flashes capturing every moment of this budding fake romance that was already causing quite a stir. Sienna had dressed the part perfectly. A scarlet dress clung to her curves, endorsed by her smokey eye makeup and rich crimson lips. She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago.

Inside a small building, Nora Ariana sat laughing to herself, staring at the documents in her hand. “Just a little more,” Nora muttered. “Just a little more and Castillo will be mine again.” The door opened. “Laughing by yourself, Aunt?” Reno’s voice sounded clear. Nora turned quickly. Her expression changed instantly. “You,” she said softly, then laughed loudly. “Damn brat. You really are a nuisance.” Reno stepped inside. “Your game is over.” Nora stood up. “You think you’ve won just because you caught Kevin?” Reno took documents from his suit pocket and threw them onto the table. “These.”

Nora was stunned and didn't know what else to do seeing herself in the arms of a handsome man looking deep into her soul, she is a woman and prompt to react to such a romantic movie. He smiled at her and moved closer as she blinked her eyes, "Quiet now, tell me the truth, do you find me handsome? Did I make your heart move a bit?" He knew his trick around ladies. Nora slapped him hard on his face and got herself free from his grip raising her voice, "Don't ever come this close to me, I am not like other ladies, do you think you are handsome? How pathetic, you are not as cute as my friend, okay, and leave my sight."

The Cerulean, blue eyes, the sharp jaws and the way his brows perfectly accentuared with his aquitaine nose made my clit dampen, they were enough to make a nun renounce her vows. His shoulders were broad, round and chiseled; his abs tempting. I had a hard time controlling my wolf, knowing fully well that she would lose control if I ever caught the slightest sight of his cock. He was stark naked, but he wasn't bothered. "What is your name?" His raspy voice came through as he looked me up and down in violating scrutiny. I moved back a bit, avoiding him like a plague. "Don't be afraid." He assured me, pressing himself closer to me. A shudder reaction through me"I won't hurt you."

, she replied. The woman, apparently unfazed by Mr. Samuels's demeanor, extended her hand towards me with a gracious smile. "And who might this be?" she inquired, her gaze lingering on me with a hint of curiosity. I offered a polite smile in return, though I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me in Nora's presence. "I'm Sara," I replied evenly, careful to maintain a neutral expression. "Pleased to meet you." Nora's smile widened at my response, though there was a calculating glint in her eyes that didn't escape my notice. "Sara, how lovely," she remarked, her tone dripping with faux sweetness. "I'm Nora Roberts, a friend of Zack's."

I became a bit frightened but I kept my posture intact. "What do you want ma'am?" She asked glaring at me. Her eyes were fixed on my breasts. She squinted her eyes looking at me with so much contempt. 'If she a receptionist could look at me like that, surely I have failed this interview.' "I'm here for an interview." I said to her. She scoffed at me and then had a sly smile on her face. All I wanted was to punch her. The nerves she had to give me such look. If we had met in another place other than here, she would gulp down her saliva at the sight of me.