nts, and the pulse of the world's economy. But the one thing he could not

e

stery

too... and the only night in his

windows of his penthouse on the 80th floor. The world glittered beneath him-

era image: a woman walking through an airport with her face hidden by

ed every time

whispered to himse

s, running facial recognition databases, even bribing officials in mul

th

man because he gave up easily. The more she

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orporation headquarters,

etting

rely s

another inves

two assist

was becomin

d him even clos

ien

the title was a lie

he younger sister

pulative. Obses

n with the butterfly tattoo. But after she overheard him describe the tattoo to h

ed her hairstyle. She wore perfume th

pressured him to "settle

charity events, business galas, and private dinners. Vivienne smiled

e perfect

en wasn'

on

n any

oment they s

ed her. No

wanted had left him

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d into Damien's office with

g red dress. "Don't you think it's time

even look up f

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"No? Damien, the

voice was flat, cold. "And I don't r

's smile

r mo

s not make dec

people think we're together. The board is expect

and Vivienne shivered unde

hat would stabilize th

llowed.

ding

om wen

ame woman Vivienne hated more than anythi

orced a ti

e existed at all, she's gone. She probab

od, toweri

s not

w that," Vivie

, his voice low

d k

pine. She stepped back, maskin

s in two weeks. They expect an engagement a

ut, heels clicking shar

sed, Damien slammed his

nted a marriage-something to "soften his image,"

imagine with anyone b

hone

from his privat

art froze f

ead f

sighting

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e butterf

trembled as he

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e spark that had been fading with ea

o his assistant through the intercom.

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going a

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ught... the woman he was ready to cross oceans f

g back

directly

n't know existed were about

wasn't wait

d their four gifted children-st

, he would no