His Rejected Luna, His Worst Enemy

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e estate late last night to collect my original law credentials and my mother's suit, only to

with access, would not be back until dawn. I needed the originals for my interview. I would collect them i

side room, I sat before the mirror looking at the faint bruise on m

s at dawn. I checked the originals one

l suit I had kept wrapped in silk for five years-the graduation gift my

Smoothing down the lapels, I looked into the mirror; the sub

oved open without a knock. Brittanie strolled in holding a steaming cup

planning to seduce after being thrown out?" she snee

coldly, fastening my wristwat

go wherever I please." Brittanie walked up to my van

y birth that questionable thing in your belly fir

lash, she grabbed the teacup and flung the

ed across the carpet. Before I could step back, Brittanie lunged forward

ou have to stand there looking down on me?"

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ough the small room as the lapel of my moth

. I grabbed Brittanie's right wrist, twisted it backward wi

nd crashed onto the floor, a red

me?" she gasped, clutchi

ain, and I will break every bone in your hand,"

s echoed down the floorboards of t

onto her knees, drew a silver-bladed letter opener from a leather sheath co

er was forbidden in the estate's living quarters. She had smuggled the weapon in herself. She shoved its l

p! Enzo,

k gray eyes landed on Brittanie bleeding on the floor and the smok

ed forward, pulling Brittanie behind his legs as

e open a neutralizing dressing, pressed it over her forearm, and secured it with gauze. The cut was shallow

at his furious face. He hadn't asked a

aby with silver..." Brittanie sobbed hy

letter opener onto the vanity table with a lo

cramped bedroom until the air felt like liquid lead. "First silver dust in her medi

right now," I said, forcing my chin u

closed his large hand around my throat, and s

spots danced across my vision, yet I did not claw at his wrist-I si

tched violently as if struck by high-voltage electricity, and he yan