Reborn Heiress: Revenge On My Ruthless Ex

ating Cassandra from the security team and

e floor seemed to tilt

ller slipped. Her head lolled for

iron, hooked under her knees and another around her bac

hrough the thin fabric of his dress shirt, she felt the solid wal

his voice vibrating throug

instinctively clutched his lapel, bunching the expensive

en a recoil, a slap, or a push. Now, she was clin

the chair. The "princess carry" felt cliché, but in

open and carried her to the massive bed, laying her down with a su

took her wrist, checking her pulse. His thum

tered, more to himself than h

s of water, and held it to her lips. She d

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he exhaustion slurring her

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vy armchair from the corner, dragging it to the b

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the deepest sleep she had had

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the bed, her brow

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tive warmth that had built up over t

e chair screeched

it was all a show. A performance to make him lower his guard. In

al blow to the gut, followed i

ked blearily into the darkness, seeing Kade's silhouette l

she wh

he room, his stride long and angry. The door sl

ir. She realized with a sinking heart

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od would. Tomorrow, she would have to burn the res