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Chapter 2

Word Count: 876    |    Released on: Today at 15:34

ers, hiding the blade inside the wide cuff of her trench coat, a

he turned around. When she saw Keira standing there in dark sunglasse

ders slump and her voice tremble. "Cory? Is t

icked across the floor in her four-inch heels, the hea

ty said, her voice dripping with sweet mockery. "H

her cane clumsily against the carpet. "

ad up. "Cory is out front greeting our VIP guests, of course. And I a

rk lenses, she stared straight into Chasity's smug face wh

with a believable sob, her shoulders

he vanity, wiping her fingers in disgust. "Just frien

hield he used to stall his family's marriage arrangements. Now that he has full control of his trust fund, a defective piece

mirk on her lips. Taking a deep breath, she choked out,

and lunged forward, waving her hands wildly in the

ed around her torso. "You crazy bitch! Get your filthy h

nd her glasses. The micro-scalpel between her fingers pressed directl

lice the silk. Instead, she flicked her wrist and severed three loa

t go and threw herself backward onto the carpet,

irt on the satin, she pointed a shaking finger at Keira'

om, grabbing Keira roughly by both

ard out the door, she glanced at the tiny gap alr

hoved her out the back door, sending her scraping h

calmly. She brushed the dust off her trench coat and took o

ue, slipped it back into her pocket, and walk

view of the hotel's grand second-floor terrace, wher

nd sat by the window, folding

ened. The wedding march drifted across the street as

thing his bow tie with a proud

in held high as she stepped onto the red carpe

, her eyes locked on Chasity's lower back, where the sev

isted her waist sharply to take

ing sound of tearing silk as the heavy couture skirt split

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