Bully Me, Alpha
Instead of replying to him, she walked away.
“Wait for me, Aunt Isabella!” Cassie called, jogging to catch up, casting one last wicked glance over her shoulder.
Daniel turned slowly to the policeman, who was sweating, wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, and looking utterly drained.
“So,” Daniel said softly, dangerously pleasant, “What were you saying earlier, Officer? Before the dramatic entrance? Still convinced we are the problem here? Still think love is a crime when the couple doesn’t match your charming little postcard version of happily-ever-after?”
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