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“How dangerous she is now? As if money could change that fact.”

I turn, meeting Sebastian’s gaze. “She’s in my city with her father’s inheritance, and there’s only one position she wants.”

“Yeah, and?” he asks, shrugging. “We knew that all along. We knew where his money was going, and we knew what she’d think she was owed.”

“Maybe so, Seb, but we now know she’s in the city. Before, we were waiting on confirmation.”

I think back to the lipstick stain on the mirror.

She taunted me in the most obvious way, yet I still had nothing to go by.

“She’s taking out my organization already,” I state bitterly. “How am I meant to contend with that when she’s already three steps ahead?”

“You know what you need?” Sebastian asks, shifting in his seat so he’s facing me better. “A distraction.”

His sentence coincides with my phone pinging with a text. Opening the message, I snicker at the text on my screen.

“I’ve got the perfect one. Fancy coming for a ride?”

He cocks a brow, trying to catch a glance at the screen of my phone before giving in to find answers from me.

“Depends on where you’re taking me.”

“Oh, trust me. You’re not going to want to miss this.”

* * *

“Where’s the fiancé now?”

She jumps, jolting in her spot as I catch her unaware.

I watched her at first, stalking her every move as she traced the aisles of a bookstore, fingers trailing over the spines of books, her mind lost to the search she was in.

It’s a hilarious contrast from earlier—almost innocent.

She laughs incredulously at the sight of me leaning against the bookshelves, casually watching her walk from one title to another without a care in the world as I roll the sleeves of my white shirt up to the middle of my forearms. She’s still overdressed for a bookstore, but she’s no longer in that red dress and killer heels. Her body is far too much for a place like this.

“No, no. This isn’t how this goes,” she states, her body becoming rigid. “We had our fun, but we’re nothing more than a casual five minutes of banter.”

“I don’t think so.”

Her lips part with shock, but she masks it well as I push off from the shelves, undoing my top button with a level of indifference my father would be very proud of. I allowed a wall to drop in the presence of this woman. Maybe it was a momentary glitch, a second of vulnerability I had no control over, but I want to take back the power. Remind myself that I rule the kingdom, and people will feel that presence country-wide.

“I think so,” she argues. She’s preparing to flee, her eyes wildly chasing every exit strategy. “You had no right hunting me down like prey.”

So, I do the only thing I can in this instance. I block her way.

“It’s not nice to play with a man’s feelings like you did, sweetheart.”

I know she’s not buying the idea that she hurt even one feeling in me, but it’s nice to play with theprey.

“Did your daddy never teach you that?”

“Oh, trust me, Beckett, he taught me enough.” She smirks, but my name left her lips like a dirty word. “But what happened earlier was purely happenstance. Nothing more than a fun five minutes between strangers.”

“Right… and how’s the ankle?”

Her eyes glisten momentarily as she drops her gaze from mine to her foot, flexing her ankle before setting it down on the worn wooden flooring.

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