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Her brows furrow. “Celebrate what?”

“For the last six months, I’ve had a private investigator on the trail of your father. I have visual confirmation tonight. That was my PI on the phone just now to tell me your father will be in New York this morning. I’m calling the authorities. Isn’t this a wonderful way to start our life together?”

I’m so elated that I’m slow to notice Mckenna’s scowl, that she’s reaching for the door handle.

“Mckenna.”

She shakes off my touch.

“All this time, you knew where my father was?”

“No, I told you, it’s been a long investigation.”

“And the minute he lands, you call the authorities on him?”

“Mckenna, it’s an ongoing investigation. This will bring us both peace.”

A single, big, fat tear rolls down her cheek. “You can forgive your sister, but not my father? Adrian, I can’t be with you.” Her words are softly spoken, but they might as well have been yelled in my ear with a bullhorn. She can’t be serious.

“Mckenna, I love you. We can work this out.”

“You may love me, but I can’t be with someone who won’t accept my father as the good man he is and keeps treating him like a criminal. Goodbye, Adrian.”

I watch her slam the door, my world reeling as she makes her way into Club Lust.

I tell my driver to wait.

But minutes tick by.

I know she’s not coming because I let my logical mind screw this up.

I don’t know what I have to do, but I will make this right. Mckenna Moran is mine, and I will do whatever it takes to prove it to her.

23 MCKENNA

Bile rises in my throat as I reach the door of Club Lust. When Adrian purchased me for the auction, I only wanted to be free of him. But I never imagined I’d feel like I’ve lost my soulmate.

I’m sniffling back tears but trying to hide them as the woman who escorted me to my dressing room the night of the auction smiles at me.

“Hello Davis! Are you all right?”

“Yes,” I struggle with my bag, tripping. I reach down and fix my shoe, pretending that’s why I tripped. But it’s because I feel disconnected from my body.

For a fistful of moments, I had hope of a future. A future that featured Adrian.

I thought the plans he laid out before meant that he wanted to be with me. I foolishly thought those plans meant he’d forgiven my father.

I thought because Adrian loved me, my future was brighter not only for me but for my father.

Tears slide down my face because I can’t hold them back.

“Did everything go smoothly?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” she smiles at me and I notice Edward with the big security guys, Dwayne and Robert, talking to a skinny woman. “You seem upset. If you were treated unfairly, please tell me.”

I wipe the tears that are streaming down my face away and force myself to smile.

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