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Chapter 3 THE PROPOSAL

Word Count: 1533    |    Released on: 13/06/2025

d like ash. Levi stood on the balcony's edge with a glass of whis

ggled

mouth that is like poison in honey. A mode

ling her legs on the velvet sofa and glancing

aught in Milan With Fashion Mogul E

aid no. Not

uired, "Is

. "Take it easy. I'm

ere wi

ting if the de

gone cold. "

ust enough to remind him that she had always been in charge of every room

ed the

ourself." "You

ds cut

still together. "I made you important, ba

le to the press t

eving in actual

artment and looking at the black velvet ring box o

for a

shu

f, but she was also dangerous. That's wh

nd looked out at the cit

motions.

light in the hallway that flickered hadn't functioned in weeks. The smell of

ch and fell into the s

overing above C

t the

oice like a warm blanket i

and angry. "Do I ever contact

happ

im. A deal. A year. No

ecame sharper. "Levi? The deity of

ike the devil in a suit wor

hell did

oing to drown. That this is my only ho

u want

don't know how to say no w

pped. "Is h

voice, "Not with fists." "Bu

you get o

rd that is cl

eath. "Sounds like a

kno

e to make a ch

tarted it in

engthy quiet

re." I'll brew some tea. When the city is

n though Cassidy

ajamas." I'll

d in the broken glass above the sink, her image

"I think he wan

"Then we'll find a way

oor behind her, her

g a sound. Levi strolled inside the penthouse, which had glass, blac

then, in a fit of anger, untied his tie. His footfall reverbera

ror. A big window with gleaming edges t

d hair that was slicked back but not at the temples. Power, m

His voice became lower, like the w

d a d

gue, but it didn't make h

ccusatory and angry. She gazed at him like

wasn't funny. "She

ed back,

didn't sa

sealed. Ten sheets, glued together and covered with leather. He had everyth

to no one, "

r flickered a little. Or maybe there was someth

don't want her." "

moved and became tighter.

d anothe

he controls for the fire,

at to

t q

ound of ice melt

straight and a blanket pulled tightly over her sho

en two cups of tea tha

es. No

e that seemed like white noise.

o the public without m

show up once a month.

low must start any

throat

d, almost in a whisp

er. "They've planned out your w

e is a fine for not following

inked. "He

's a pl

The party agrees to follow the guidelines without

eally put 'no feelings

. "He didn't leave

sn't tr

can tr

as close t

ed out. "You

ded, "I do."

ine. Her name would get h

er fingers ar

she replied. "But

hen make him wish he ha

r the press flashed. Cameras sat on tripods lik

Maisie wore a modest, exquisite white silk dress next to

anged t

ke to tell everyone that I'

were

ement?" Mr. Winslow, is this

but it wasn't a gr

to a wedding date?"

on," he

oss his sleeve. He didn't mo

h. A differe

m yet short. "We want to be l

re made her

. "Do you have a

"Only that I know exactl

n. Laughing

couldn't tell whether it was

ists contin

ted under the gri

ould believe the fa

at abo

make he

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