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Chapter 6

Word Count: 1063    |    Released on: 14/10/2026

pressing her back as hard as she could a

warm, scented air of the

mming his fist on the mahogany dining table, screaming that she was an ungrateful daughter who had cost him millions. Her stepmother, B

acidic nausea rose

aid, her voice shaking with

row. "Your uncle told

" she yelled, her con

y every ounce of filter she had left. She uncurled

d the door handle. "Let me out! I'm going t

into the rearview mirror, his hands t

the chrome door latch, a large, w

et p

the leather bench, tumbli

ists pounding against his rock-solid chest. "Don't touch me! You're just

ord, his left arm wrapping around her ribs, locking her

oice wasn't loud, but it cut thr

r her thick lashes. "I'll jump out! If you take me back to Bar

nt comple

vision. Her chest heaved against his shirt front. Her hair was a tangled

ned with that same fierce, untamed defiance that h

nds. The cold calculation in his dark eyes melted, repla

a slow, q

s eyes never leaving Dap

Mr. Kn

ake us to the Carly

hesitate. "Un

d into a turn, heading upt

that she wasn't being dragged back to her father's house settled into her ex

o spin again, he

akly plucking at the high collar of her

pped the console between the front seats, low

ody went entirely limp, slumping sideways until he

t sti

t, floral scent of her skin-a mixture of crushed white roses

he adjusted his position, shifting his should

into the fine wool of his lapel. Her small hand wandered

t's heart was beating with

ng restlessly against his thighs, m

His hand came down, firmly catching her restless

he rasped, his voice

her lips brushing lightly again

ped her hand. He forced his head back against the leather headrest, staring out the tinted wi

descended into the private underg

tely, opening the rear passenger door, his e

looke

were parted slightly, a soft,

Bennet sa

ir

t off. Have the staff clea

way, Mr.

beneath Daphne's knees and the other behind

ent, her arms instinctively looping around his neck, buryin

ivate, biometric-locked elevator. He

brass door

hne stirred slightly, whimpering at the sensation of weigh

e mirrored cabin, her pale face looked impossibly yo

tor chime

y into the marble foyer

epping into the dark, silent

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