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Lawson registered. The second was the unfamiliar ceiling-high, orna

against her ribs. T

the room tilted violently as nausea hit her. She squeezed

asleep beside her-on his stomach, face turned away, one arm thrown over the pillow. Morning light from the vast window trac

up her throat

sheets. A smear of crimson stood out li

ind, a foggy landscape of forgotten hours, fract

. Her half-sister Isabelle handed her a glass of

ce wasn't great, but it wasn't that bad.

course it w

. Her gown, a crumpled heap of emerald silk, lay on the floor. She snatched it up

udged makeup, and a dark, angry-looking mark blooming on the

d again, the icy shock a welcome distraction. Think, Hailey. T

near the nightstand, its contents spilled across the expensive rug. And next to the man's sleeping form,

man-a high-priced escort to complete her ruin, leaving behind evidence that Hailey Lawson, the di

dollar bill she had. She added her two thousand to the pile, making it an eve

his eyes opening-deep, startling blue, holding no t

and abdomen of lean muscle and defined lines. A flush crept up Hailey'

ice trembling with rage she could barel

st night stays in this room. If I hear a single word,

eadable in their depths. A slow, almost lazy smile touched the corner of his mouth. His silence was infur

u quiet. If you dare to mention a single

, smooth baritone that vibrated through the tense

new angle for extortion. She

ly against the marble floor. The screen lit up w

walked to the floor-to-ceiling window,

r Lawson's voice roared through the s

I

t is expecting to see you for lunch today. The car will be

d wives like trophies-six of them, all gone under mysterious circumstances-and who was now look

ngers, clattering onto the floor.

ool glass until she was huddled on the flo

. He stopped in front of her. She didn't look up. He crouched down, bringing his f

ut of this mess," Julian said, his voice i