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Chapter 2
She left the bed and walked into the master bathroom, pulling
her hands and splashed it directly into her face. The sho
her chin. She looked at herself in the mi
tian had proposed the marriage of convenience, her hands had shaken so badly she could barely hold the pen. It was not out o
ter laugh. She was suitable because she
rom the bedroom. It was not a vibration. It was the sp
pulse hammered in her ears. She walked silently to
e ran a hand through his messy
his phone. He glanced at the screen, and his
he barked. His voice was thic
hone's speaker. Even from the bathroom, Cassidy could
over the noise. "Hayden is at a club in SoHo.
Her fingernails dug painfully into her ch
ounding drunk himself. "Just come
pped breathing entirely. She stared at Cristian's br
ugh. There was zero warmth in his
her end. "She keeps crying
If she is drunk, call the police.
ak again, but Crist
voice dropping to a dangerous, icy pitch.
ian hit the end button. He tossed the phone
rframe, sliding down a few inches. A massive wave of relief crashed ov
bathroom. He saw the sliver of lig
be, pulling it tight around her waist. She pushed the door
rcing her voice to sound calm. "Is ev
redness around her eyes. He reached out
n her back in a soothing motion. "It was just a spam cal
listened to the strong, rhythmic beating of his hea
from her. He did not want her to know Hayden was calling for him. The rel
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