e of Barron's luxury high-rise. Adrien parked haphazardly, and both he and Brandy were out of the car before the engine f
ien, her voice tight with suppressed panic. "We n
e. "If his dad and Grandfather Charles were the ones dishing it
y against her ribs. "Is it reall
en Barron's dad tried to marry his mom against Charles's wishes, the old man beat him so badly with a cane his
face and abruptly stopped talking. He cleare
nod, but the dread in her stomach
nthouse. Brandy didn't wait for Adrien. She swiped the card, pushed the heavy
d dead in
on came from a single, dim sconce on the far wall and the ambient gl
he expansive leathe
ay discarded on the glass coffee table, its screen dark. In the shadowy light, his face was terrifyingly pale, his lips entirely devoid of co
o her chest and squeezed her heart. A sharp, physi
card and practicall
he cursed loudly, his anger flaring. "If I hadn't called you
e bent down, wrapping Barron's heavy arm over her shoulder, trying to leverage his
in and easily taking Barron's weight, hoisti
oving toward the hallway. "Lay him on his stomach. Be incredib
e bathroom. She turned on the hot water, soaking a stack of clean towels, and then rumm
d Barron onto the center of the enormous king-sized bed. Brandy
ched out and grasped the top butt
nst the cold, wet fabric
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