Reborn And Married To The Ruthless Billionaire

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to close a deal with h

red them. They were part of a world that was already dead to her. Her f

a conversation, or rather, an execution. A young woman in a pale pink dress,

low murmur that still managed to carry. He

a particularly fine example of an 18th-century amputation saw. The serrations

turned a shade of green. She stammered an excuse about needing

lips. He had a reputation for being eccentric, difficult, even cruel.

s, tapped an elegant ebony cane on the floor in mild

opped be

veled hair to the hem of her simple dress. It was a look of appraisal and inst

his weapon

vibrate in the air. "Don't tell me you're also fascinated by pre-anesthetic s

linch, to recoil, to

di

ools, Mr. Middleton," she said, her voice steady and clear. "But I am

s eyes. The boredom receded, replaced by a glint of genuine curiosi

t before that wall of ice went

k a dee

th a clarity that cut through the nearby chatte

ords settle. The small group of people

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sil

a full ten seconds, no one moved. Then, a c

as gone, replaced by an arctic fury. He looked at her as if she we

Proposing to him. The

harp eyes boring into Elena, trying to pee

r situation," she continued, her voice lower now, for his ears only. "You need a wife to satisfy your boa

e. "It would be a transaction. A

er than she remembered, well over six feet, and his presence was ov

ead back to look at him. The air was thick with his scent-expensive wool, cle

ous rasp, "makes you think you have anything

sical assault. Anyone e

ng the remaining distance between them until the

er green eyes locking

words so soft only he could hear them. "I know

le based on a future he hadn't li

hit i

on, a ghost of a memory-crossed his face before he suppressed it. He stared at her, trul

had seen

voice cutting through the tension. "Ja

his grandmother a sharp nod, and turn

them to hold. She had done it. She had

d won the