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e last dirty plate, the clatter echoing the ache in her feet. Her worn-out s
ally sour expression, shoved a th
d. "A guest in the presidential suite left
he harsh fluorescent lights of the Waldorf Astoria's ba
you hand it to them directly. That'
her legs. It meant she could pay her share of the re
was silent. The hallway, lined with thick, plush carpet, swallowed the sound of h
ite. The door wa
anted to turn around and leave, forget the tip, forget her manager. But the ache in her feet and the thin envelope in he
ocked
ans
hed the door open a little wider. Maybe they were in the bathroom.
r clicked shu
herself: don't scare yourself. Drop the thing off, leave, three minutes. She turned, fumbling fo
rkness. A low, guttural gr
something in that sound that made her want to
d silhouette slumped against a sofa, his body co
Blair Sterling had drugged his drink. His consciousnes
isper of footsteps. A foreign scent invaded
at her to run, but fear h
ing something off. I'll leave right now." She told herself in her head: don't
f his skin. He surged to his feet, his immense frame ins
pping over the edge of the rug and falling hard. Her elbow hit the floor with
as over her, his hot brea
something else-clean, masculine, and utterly dangerous. He
his chest. It was like push
rigid. For decades, any human touch had been a trigger for a wave o
me, there w
eeper, more violent u
umed by a terrifying, dark hunger. She didn't know what he saw, but there was something in tho
grip like a manacle. A cr
touch of her skin, the heat raging through his veins seemed to find i
ggle. Her mind was buzzing. He wasn't normal. This man wasn't normal.
s different. She was the only
to his drug-addled mind, but it was immedi
o have h
ng her terrified pleas, and
edatory kiss, devoi
the salt of her own tears, and the whiskey on his lips. Nausea churned
ging into the hard muscle
movements grew rougher. He hooked a ha
er. She realized in that instant that crying and struggling were only feeding him. She had
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