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Chapter 8

Word Count: 664    |    Released on: Today at 13:44

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the heavy door. It was flat

inside. The air conditioning was turned down so low it f

d deep into the pockets of his tailored trousers. He was

three paces away from his massive mahogany

embling. "I apologize for my extreme tardiness.

, dark chuckle vibrated in his c

ket. He picked up a small black remote

ic

e motorized blinds on the glass walls whirred to life, slidin

d against her ribs. She took a step backward, her

nally tur

t. The veins in his neck were standing out. He loo

k. His long legs ate up t

kept backin

her shoulder blades hit the freezing glass

large fingers wrapped around her

pinned it flat against

s fingers off, but Barron stepped into her space. His hard chest pressed flush

nose brushed against her

sidy Gross's custom cologne clung

a match dropped into gasoline. His

ack. His eyes were w

ght?" Barron snarled, his voic

shock. Her brain short-circui

Barron's grip on her wrist tighten

Barron spat, his words dripping with acid. "Selling y

chest like a serrated knife. A wave o

heiress. He was the one parading his new fiancé on

e refused to let them fall. She tipped her

me has nothing to do with Sa

his cheek. His free hand flew up, his fingers gripping he

, his breath hot against her face, "you belong

against his, the sexual tension and pure hat

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