s chest heaving as if he'd just
scent of Candice Luna's perfume still clinging to the furniture like a disease. He remembered the weight of the we
eaked with tears, as she walked
she had said. "You chose
hantom limb that ached with a loss
ckles white. The hatred he felt for Candice
es wide with alarm. "Mr. Hansen, you need to
the room, sharp and assessing. "Where am I?
ammered the name of the ho
us f
wn hands. No wedding ring. No faint scar on his palm
was back before the forced engagement, before he'd lost Amin
eadying breath, the physical discomfort a dull echo compared to the psychological torment he'd just escaped. He grabbed his phone fr
phone," the nurse began, but a single,
nd pressed call. It rang
l, not a figment of his tortured memo
osed up. He c
ou there? Is e
e, Amina. Just... wanted to make sure you were safe."
there. He hadn
the ground before he let Candic
al assistant rushed in, his hair disheveled and his su
ed, "that woman, Candice Lun
us on the Luna merger? And how is she?"
iliating encounter, from the th
et out a short, sharp laugh.
fe. The calculated tantrums, the feigned vulnerability. Candice Luna was a master manipulator, play
the lawyer. I want the merger documents pushed through. I w
uinely unstable," the a
patience gone. "She's an actress,
he curtains. Sunlight streamed in, glinting off the glass and steel o
He would protect Amina, and he woul
Morrison, an old friend of his
k a spill, son
ing some aggressive moves in the coming weeks. I may nee
ion. "Brandon Castro. Ex-Delta. Runs his own private f
nks. He'd take every a
r. Hansen. I tried to see Miss Luna. She refused
te this time. She was playing hard to get, trying
mile spread ac
t. "Tomorrow, I'll go over there myself. And I wil
ctured Amina's smile, the one true and good
own the hall, the manipulative vip
ng disgust. And the unshakeable cer

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