d it with a wave of his hand and spoke into his wrist. The black sedan,

as Colton expertly maneuvered his chair into the vehicle, locking

backseat was spacious, but th

his hands resting on the wheels

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, showing the screen to Sterling,

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24 hours of the ceremony. And... I require absolute privacy regarding my persona

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the rearview mirror, his face a

buzzed again. A

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number. She shoved t

the curb. "City Hall,

deploying the ramp. Clarice watched as Colto

e sidewalk, jarring the chair to

s around his torso, catching him be

st. She smelled cedarwood and so

the words escaping her lips in

ull away immediately. He leaned his

murmured. "Balan

his shoulders. Her professional instincts kicked in. She subtly assessed his posture, t

tapping his can

the thought. He was her hus

uilding. It was late, but

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tandard forms. The full two-hundred-

. She looked at the papers. Prenupt

before the marriage was his,

othing. He had everything. It was fair. And

he signed. No hesitation. No reading the

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