Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice

etty but what could she sa

d she was well aware Antoine Baudelaire and his lawyer were already

lawyer had contacted them, req

s debate between her, El

udelaire delinquent sniffing metal rods behind the slammer but

time-consuming, and she didn't want to waste any more money

fident in our chances," Doris said,

id, laying down the facts. "All we have are witnesses and Julianne's video. A good lawyer can find a loophole to weasel him out of this situation. Since they've already

right and reluctantly agreed to drop the case. However,

st compensation enough for

a, Geneviève, and the legal team leader right be

ettle with the ENEM

tood with his back to the room, staring out the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in hi

chairs lining the walls, his head bent over his phone as he tapped away

is expression arrogant. His every move exuded a sense of entitlement and privilege a

ts that clung to his legs. His hair was slicked back, and a pair of designer sunglasses sat on top of his head, completing th

ded his fashion sense but given the circumsta

g off-putting about him, lik

masculine voice call

ply to locate the source

er four years- Oh, right, they did

whispered b

T NOW GIANT BUTT

eady flapping their wings in her st

Brazilian mother's heritage made his dark green eyes all the more striking. His dark hair was short at

is man never looked

shook its head i

rd. Her hear

ithout a second thought, ending their rela

trings to their sexual relationship but she couldn'

stand emotional blows had shattered, causing

sic and crying the Atlantic until she felt drained of every emotion. E

quickly as she fell in love, but with Brad, it was different. He was l

ed her of him. When she'd begun to secretly visit his home-more than once-just to

rt was thrumming a crazy beat in her chest j

ort," he said smoothly, approaching her with the languid grace

ding she debated what he meant by "pleasure". The word choice was p

seemed to track its progress avidly as the heat flooded up her neck

, G

ected her as

ow each other?"

oblivious to everyo

grip,

She respond

nship right here, in front of all these people, she g

ng dragged all the way from LA to settle this absurd case to bumping

ld on a

ty, he'd found a Geneviève Moreau. However, knowing Doris who always wore her heart

d by the sight of Doris' long legs, Brad

t here to reminisce how those legs h

HE WA

as time to run for the hills while he had the chance but unfortunately, the

g himself for what was to come,

belt with a thin butterfly-shaped buckle emphasizing a trim waist. The hem

it at the side of her skirt. He didn't recognize the dress, but the thighs were a different story. He and Do

e of reddish-brown, rippled in the bre

ut in a razor-sharp style. Now, it fell past her mid-back in soft waves that framed her f

h you," she informed

zel eyes were, shaded by those thick

g by his side. "Privately," she added through clench

in a nonchalant shrug and made his way

Brad. . . It's been quite a while. Are

know why she'd disappeared from everyone. Why no one had heard f

t he didn't have the righ

," he said instead. "I mean, I'm impressed by how successful your

o their normal state. But he had noticed the change, however f

she shrugged with a faint smile. "Anyway

days,

you have any

ly. Why do

us to meet and talk. If it's okay wit

ed slightly. "Is

. "There's something important I need to tell yo

Brad nodded s

s card. "Let's talk it over dinner at

d, taking the card from her.

idea. In fact, he knew it was a terrible idea to be in

e didn't want to give her the impression there was ever go

to say and it was only