hallway. Chloe remained standing, the cold, hard texture o

m," Edwin Foster's voice interrupted he

ing the turmoil in her heart, and

is Barrett Mitchell held in the family

bly yanking off his tie and throwing it on the s

entle male voice came through. "Ba

et a woman," Barrett's v

the other end of the line, sounded intrigued.

usual nausea and revulsion. Instead, there was a strange, uncontrollab

aid, his voice hard, cutting off Vincent's

-ceiling window, staring out at the rainy night. The i

Unable to sleep, she began to quietly observe her

s on the bedside table, including a

pair, gleaming gold, was the exact style of

erious man from three years ago have been Cullen Mitche

oped her, sending a

ht, holding the cufflink, the doo

to hide the cufflink back in

the door. Behind him was an impos

's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

ank. She knew s

lly bowing her head to hid

ver her slowly, finally landing on the jewelry box she had just

passive. "I was just curious about what my h

t, clearly unconvinced. He pointed to

eling as though

e cufflinks. Instead, he changed th

skipped a be

lking to himself, yet also to Chloe. "The touch of any woman drives

ett Mitchell had some kind of condition that prevented him from touching women

e locked onto her again. "