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suite of the Waldorf Astoria. Her entire body ached. Her
the silk pillowcase. Alec Montgomery lay beside her. His sharp jawline and
unk. He had pinned her against the door. His kisses had been rough, out of c
lifted his heavy arm. She moved inc
llable in his sleep. His brows
st the cold silk sheets. She did not dare to bl
ut again. Then, she quickly threw off the
. The air conditioning blasted her
ress from the floor. She pulled it
. Her eyes locked onto the center
e white sheets, was a
he. That physical evidence destroyed the bou
ecutive assistant. She reminded herself that she was just a convenient
the line on purpose. He would think she was a greedy gold digge
alked quickly to the nightstand. She grabbed the ha
y. She tilted her wrist. She poured the da
spread out, covering the original mark compl
g, shaky breath.
r high heels and her blazer from the floor.
he door. She turned on the shower to the
hard, trying to wash away the scent of mint and tobacco that
ging there, a standard arrangement for the CEO's top assistant in his permanent hotel suites. She stood i
or quietly. The man in the
oom of the suite. She picked up he
ng news alert from a top en
ng. A high-definition papara
arling was walking out of LAX, wearing
od Darling Dianna Beaumont Retu
's perfect face. A cold
was Alec's high school sweetheart. She was the unto
face. It was a loud reminder. Her three-year rol
her handbag. She straightened her spine and walk
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