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ng open, hitting the

droom. He stood there, his dark eyes scanning the room like a predator locating its p

sink and started scrubbing it under the running

you doing?

limp, a remnant of his violent past, making his footsteps sound heav

ack flush against his chest. He rested his chin on my shoulder. It was a pose we

. My muscles tu

ent of his expensive cologne, there was a

a's pe

king my stomach churn all over again. I s

is fingers digging into my jawline. He twisted my face forward,

voice was cool, lacking any real conc

or a second, pushing the image of him and Estella out of my he

e preparations for the charity gala next month are stre

issal crossed his dark eyes. He didn't care about

pressed his lips

oss my skin. My stomach dropped, but I

I watched him move to the leather sofa at the foot of our bed. He

It was a silent command. He was call

breath, filling my lungs with air, and walked

legs. I rested my head against his knee, pl

lazily. His other hand reached over to his leather briefcas

glass coffee table in front of us

d at the papers, pretending to be confu

d. His tone was arrogant, as if he were granting me a massive favor.

old, black letters print

tial Ag

e first page. My thumb pressed ha

was clear. If the marriage ended, I would waive my right to the Equitable Distribution l

twisting a strand of my hair. "It's just to keep Annab

eck and tell her to get out.* His words

fake, innocent panic. I let my mouth hang open slightly, playi

s suit jacket. He pulled out a black Montb

gold nib directly at my chest. H

for it. I looked down at my own ha

the pen down onto the glass table. Th

a. Don't make