't a choke hold, but the weight of his hand was hea

ad shifted something in him. The cold detachment was gone, replaced by a dark,

bligations, Dos

lips brushed the sensitiv

cked up. It wasn't fear, exactly. It was revu

o capture

d her head

landed on

ock. He looked at her as if the furniture had suddenly started sp

is voice dropping an octave. "You t

m and put three feet of distance between the

ur shirt, Casper. Dior 9

udge on the white fabric. He flic

u are j

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She pulled out the thick, leather-bound binder that contai

If one party engages in high-risk sexual behavior outside the marriage, the other party reserves the ri

gh bubbled up in his chest,

oting the

ook up from the page. "I don't want a disease,

the binder from her hands and slammed it onto

nd," he snarled.

ng like a breac

ng for the wife who cried because she loved him. But all he

egained his composure, pulling the mask of the CEO back into pla

the guest wing

," he threw over his shoulder. "Mother is expect

he door to t

like she had been holding for

He nudged her hand with a wet nose. He was technically Casper's dog-a

s in the dog's fur. Her

shield. But looking at the closed door of the guest

aster bedroom. She locked the