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What the fuck am I doing? If I’m not careful, I could lose all this. This perfect world might shatter because of what I’ve done.

Somehow, someway, I’ve got to get Simon off my back. I need to protect these guys from him.

I decide, in this instant, that there’s no way I’ll send him the picture of the will. I’ll destroy it.

Simon has been bugging me more than ever. He has no idea of the wonderful time I’ve been having at the mansion. He has no idea that I’m staying as a guest, not as a maid.

And I have no intention of telling him.

I want him out of my life for good. I’m sick of him ruining these moments where I just want to be happy in the presence of my men.

He’s always lingering at the back of my mind, threatening to crush my newfound happiness.

I’ll have to tell Simon that there’s nothing to find. I’ll have to bow out of being his lapdog. I don’t want to do anything sinister—and in fact, I refuse to.

I push these thoughts from my mind and attempt to have a nice afternoon by the pool with the guys. It feels good to spend time with all of them together—maybe a little too good.

I wish it could be this way forever, that I could have this moment suspended in time.

They take off their shirts, and we all catch a few rays. It’s absolutely idyllic. I stretch my hands behind my head and fall asleep in the afternoon sunlight.

My life is perfect—and I intend to keep it that way, no matter what the cost.

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