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t mansions straight from movie sets. Sweeping driveways. Polished floors tha

the impost

oiled tight like piano wire. He'd glanced at her a few times, as

her body like it was made for her-Zara stood on the rooftop terrace of his family's Hampton estate,

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never felt

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. "Only when pretending

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good at that. Makin

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want. They looked at me and assumed I was the rich, well-bred girlfriend you told them a

you that when they looked at you tonight,

h caught.

ow. "But every time I look at you, Zara, I don't see

ve him back into the world he belonged

touching-and the spark that leapt between

whispered. "You're a billionaire. I'm a brok

tepping closer, "you're the

e kiss

ste every word. Her hands tangled in his coat. His arms wrapped around her wais

breathless under the midnight

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