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“Ew, I didn’t need the visual,” Désirée squeaks out.

I lower my head in time to see her giving me a look of horror. “Yeah, well, you two wanted the story, so here it is,” I explain and go back to pacing. “Anyways, back to where I was. Brittney’s been making my life miserable. Showing up at the club, here at the house. I’m lucky she hasn’t shown up at my home, yet. Now because of her, I could lose my chance with Cora.”

“What do you mean you could lose your chance with Cora?” Madelaine demands, frowning and narrowing her eyes at me, but I sense her curiousness.

“Who’s Cora?” Désirée asks at the same time.

“I can answer that one,” Félix mutters. “We were talking, and I mentioned ‘wife’ at the wrong moment. Cora overheard our conversation, took off and left the club. Cora’s the new front runner at Diamond Dancers, the one from Europe.”

Désirée nods, now understanding things.

“Yeah, so, if you don’t mind, I’d like to go after her and hope to fix this shitshow that’s become my life.” I scoff, hoping to be done with this discussion.

Madelaine pulls away from my brother’s embrace and stands from the couch. “Rémy, can I make a suggestion?” I nod in response and wait for her to answer. “You’ve got a lot going on right now. Why don’t you stay here tonight? Give yourself and Cora a chance to think everything over. Then in the morning, go to her apartment. In the light of day, things are always clearer.”

Thinking over Madelaine’s words, I nod in agreement. She’s right. If I go over now, she won’t listen to me. Hell, she probably won’t even open the door.

I need to come up with a way to explain things without her telling me to get lost.

I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want her. What I said at the restaurant about breaking my rules for her? I meant every word. I don’t want to lose what may be my only chance with her Not because of a crazy-ass woman making my life a living, fucking hell.

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