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o fade, Hailey Bennett drif
oom, a television flickered to life-broadcasting the res
epless nights chasing the perfect shot
smile dying halfway. The winning photo was credited to Malinda F
ef twisted thro
very message she'd sent him had gone unanswered, vanishing into silence. Meanwhile, head
the betrayal, her phone s
months-"Darling." The same number she had dialed again and again
ey pressed the answer button
work under Malinda'
hed, and every bit as cold as the man himself. Even through the lin
ion to Malinda-on you
ing through her restraint. "I've told you ove
ran's tone cut like a shard of
mile curved her lips as if to mask the hollow ache spreading in her chest. The
rly died getting those shots. Every one of them cost me blood a
you honestly think you can cover y
her knuckles whiten around her pho
retorted, "So to please Malinda,
leaving only cold fury behind. "Let me spell it out
through Hailey's ches
his care unwavering. Before Malinda appeared, he'd
blurted suddenly, her ton
he edge in his voice unmistakable. "Hai
e," she whispered
ld finish. The harsh beeps rang i
nd failed-to form a smile. Tears slid down her cheeks, falling
ge. And she would never allow Malinda to steal her
paperwork with brisk determination
ring every scrap of evidence that proved Malinda's deceit-train tickets,
her struggle, he
in minutes, her posts exploded across platfor
vanished-her account suspended, every post
er laptop. Her pulse hammered, and her fingers tighte
ake, Kieran had truly
hit-today was Malinda's award ceremony. The golden moment of her public triumph
hrough the quiet outside, follo
turned
eatures hardened with b
n, his towering presence pressing dow
I warned you about," he mutter
Malinda's name would've been dragged thr
eneath her outrage. "Same to yo
t time she had
an cold, leaving him m
n who always tiptoed around h
posing a forearm marred by half
documentaries cost me more than you'll ever understand. Kieran, I never as
reaking, years of silent resentme
ot from crying, but from
th the hard lines of his face. "You made this bed yourself. A ma
er vision blurring at the edges. She shut her ey
murmured. "All I care about
lips as he looked down at her
ls biting into her palm
n had stepped in-paying off debts, co
ed together until she couldn
But this was too much. Asking her to surrender th
pulled out his phone, his voice flat and merciles

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