She Faked Her Death And Returned As A Legend

, sarcastic phrase-darling-as if she might actually march o

t you

her wrist, the pressure j

tore it to shreds. The pain was a visceral, p

eyes, her voice ti

do have

e. Julian recoiled as if he'd b

t. "Go do what you want with wh

rm, leaving her finger

ess smile touc

t's see who regr

n slammed his fist against the window, roaring her name, only to b

loored the gas pedal, and the eng

sea of lost souls adrift i

d in a corner booth,

stark and undeniable, replaying in her min

use

le voice drifted

t to blink her way

ful legs encased in dark dress pants. The fabric stretch

ther belt that cinched a lean, strong waist. Higher still, the shirt stretched across a sculpted chest and broad shoulder

were dark and unfathomable, gleami

real. Devastat

nto the seat beside her. In one fluid, desperate motion, she straddled his lap, hooked a finger

ecret," she whispered

r, her gaze hazy. She was all de

g a good girl isn'

olling her hips against him

ine of his thighs, stoking a fire s

saw it: not a flicker of arousal in those cold, distant eyes. His utter d

s impulse ins

he was some other woman's lover, her h

ny different

t her head fall against his chest,

thing she despised most, all be

ed. "I've had way

f as small as possible. She grabbed her glass, tilted her head back, and downed the rest of her drink in one g

t come home

nly too glad fo

she went straight to t

ly come through, but some file

sorting through data. She suddenly popped her hea

her-ups. Word is, some big shot's been assigned to oversee it. Filthy rich

wou

up, her focus locked on t

tless heirs and heiresses looking to pad their resumes.

t. He's the real dea

k and leaned over it, lowering her

rogram, all our personal records get sealed. For all intents and purposes, your miserable marriage won't even exist. Imagine com

looked up, her exp

Julian will pay a much

ce door cut their c

he conference room. All participants in the sequestered r

ed, practically buzzing with excitement as she grab

even grabbe

they reached the conference room, Genevieve had her nose buried in the files again

her head. Her gaze shot across the room and collided with a pair o

, drifted down to his lips, to their soft, full curve. Just

ow could