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er forearm, her other hand steadying it
navigated the crowded, sunlit pool deck of the Beverly Hills mansion. Her black uniform clung to her skinSloane Adler st
ering quickly to the circle of wealthy heire
the swimming pool. The water ref
d directly in
weight to side
designer stiletto caught perfectly against Ila'
um violently halted.
shed onto the stone deck. The deafening shatter of
e splashed onto the hem
sound was high, dra
outed. "You ruined my dress out of
nstantly. The sudden s
ght, suffocating circle for
, hard stone. She began picking up the jagged pieces of crystal with her b
Ila said. Her
ass of dark red wine from
la. She tipped t
oaked into her hair. It ran down her face, stinging her eyes, a
whispered. They openly mocked the former princess of Bever
ails dug into her palms until the s
orward. She shoved both her h
ll bac
cold water of the swimming pool swal
ears. The heavy, wet uni
rface, gasping for air. Water and
reached up. Her wet fingers grippedted her sharp stiletto heel dire
d. The metal heel g
tallic taste of blood flooded
tepped out from the deep
heavy thud of his leather shoes against
s overwhelming physical presence instantly silenced
ed. His voice was low. It carrie
her face. She stumbled backward, aw
ool water soaking into his bespoke trousers. He exte
the mysterious man. Her chest he
lack eyes locked onto hers, silently challe
er trembling, bruised hand firml
ulled her out of the water effort
draped it heavily over her shivering shoulde
tep forward. "I'm so so
mpletely ignored her existence. H
la spotted a familiar face arri
eman. Her
meted. Her breathi
of here," Il
ack. He guided her quickly through the parting
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