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The shadows across his face seemed to shut Nolan out

a commitment. That only matters when feelings are involved, and there's not

isten to, but its firm author

e consequences, weighed every possibility, and gave a c

olan mu

curled again

is breaths came s

interrogation room frightened him,

or the blood test resu

removed the handcuffs. A click followed as t

him. The gun at his side served as a constant warning. One wrong move

en the name and badge num

ime he had spoken Vi

ddressed Vincent so directly. His brow tig

d. "If I report you, it'll only make my life harder

lth, influence, or an opportunity t

k someone this powerful for a favor. Nothin

it?" aske

hin fabric covering him. "Could

ating season na

in the coming days. Once he lost control,

ay that loss of control

dangerous to h

ave him n

r, the blood test

and handed him the report with bot

his fingertips togeth

ated and looked as tho

wrong?" Vinc

ly malnourished. I don't know what happened to him, but it looks like he hasn't eaten properly in a long time. Every result is below the healthy range,

malnour

an. His beautiful fra

ined on Nolan for another moment before he tur

ed the hallway, Vincent

n't gotten t

e supposed

s of the Protection & Control Bureau, a

ntinued down

felt dangerously exposed. Nolan followed the lin

t read: Supreme

belonged

olan been tempted

aying alive mattered far mor

eau's third floor, and everyone who worked there appe

unable to move forward b

nally worked up the nerve and slipped into Vince

couldn't be too noticeable, and it needed to b

n drawer beneath the desk. Nolan hid it

heart pound w

spotted Vincent approaching from

old and had no

office?" Vincent asked. The quest

twisted his fingers together. "I... I

sincere apology made him

n kept the tie hidden

fabric carried a faint blend of tobacco and bitter

d tossed i

t lit Nol

et, and his scent cov

at him with brig

ess with the same cold

an hugged the jacke

was terr

bout to hurry away when warmth suddenly pre

heated glass bottle

or me?" No

ual cold replies, Nolan smiled at him.

was almost blinding. He l

istant tone made it hard to believe the warm milk had come from

his gaze and rubbed his

ll me now," Vincent added. "I'

s struck N

er around himself and quie

y, and the light in his eyes s