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I glared at him. “Rumors for your announcement, not rumors for our relationship!”

“You didn’t specify, Miss Troy. But since you need a reason, how about this one? After your encounters with men yesterday, I decided to take matters into my own hands to prevent any future indiscretions playing out in front of me.”

My mouth dropped open. “You lied to the world because you were jealous? What kind of fucked up excuse is that?”

“The only one I have.”

“You can’t do this!”

“I already did.”

“Fine. I’ll just deny your allegations.”

“Making me look like a liar when I need people to trust me isn’t going to sit well with your promotion.”

He was right, and I wanted to claw his eyes out. “So what’s your plan now, huh? We pretend like we’re in love?”

“I’m not pretending.”

My stomach dropped, and my heart skipped a beat. Stupid fucking heart. Did he just tell me he loved me?

Shaking away the thought, I responded, “I don’t love you. In fact, right now it’s the complete opposite.”

He fell back against the couch, placing one arm over the back. How I could be furious with him, but still find him incredibly sexy and attractive only further incited my rage.

It wasn’t until he simply stated, “Well then, fuck me like you hate me, Miss Troy.”

That I truly lost my patience with him.

—Julian—

She grabbed the first thing in her sight and chucked it in my direction. “I wish I’d never met you!”

The vase crashed against the wall, shattering on the floor beside me.

“If you’re going to throw shit at me,” I snapped, further wanting to piss her off, “then I insist you start with your pussy.”

She gasped, and in three strides I was in her face, backing her into the wall. “Are you mad, Autumn? Angry? Seething from the inside out?”

“Yes! Yes! And Yes!”

“Welcome to my fucking life every time I had to push you away.”

“Get out of my face!” She shoved me, but I didn’t move an inch.

“Be careful what you wish for. For years you wanted my attention— well, now you have it. You’re my sole focus, sweetheart. Is it everything you ever wanted?”

“You’re ten years too late.”

“I gave you my attention back then in my own way.”

“Yeah, which usually involved your dick inside of me.”

I growled, “Don’t degrade what we have.”

“What we had.”

“What we have going on right now is fucking foreplay.”

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