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He stood up slowly, commanding the room with a sophisticated, unshakable resolve. His dark eyes looked familiar.

“Oh, God,” I whispered. “Who are you?”

I knew, even before he slid his mask up.

Greyson’s striking face was revealed—his sharp features, flawless jawline, cleanly shaven with precision. His hair style was effortless disarray, showing rebellious charm.

He approached me, his movement deliberate. The fabric of his tuxedo dark and luminous in the subdued light, accentuating every contour. The atmosphere stilled into silence as he came to stand before me, close enough to reach out and touch me, causing my heart to race with anticipation.

This time, though, I was wearingthis—a seductive bodice that literally screamed fuck me.

I lifted my mask, resting it on my head, ready to pull it down if anyone walked in.

“You have some nerve,” he said angrily.

This electric charge between us caused me to hold my breath, it was the way he peered down with an unspoken threat of a punishment.

I’d never recover from a man like Greyson.

I let out a silken sigh. “You’re Grantchester.”

He raised an eyebrow, his gaze never wavering.

This man had deliberately kept his identity a secret—a renowned architect. Never mentioning it was a true power move.

“Do you have any idea of the risk you took infiltrating Pendulum?” His voice sounded huskier with its contained fury. “Not just to you, but to your family.”

Pendulum!I finally knew its name.

“Yes, but—”

“No excuses.” His words cut through the air with swift admonishment.

My wry smile revealed my amusement at the way he scolded me. “I’m not here to see you.”

“Jewel?” He looked horrified. “What are you trying to accomplish?”

“There’s a story here.”

His brows shot up. “Well, you made it inside, Willa. Now what?”

“You tell me.”

He came closer, and the threat of him pressing his chest against mine became all too real.

“Stay out of my way, Mr. Grantchester.”

He tilted his head. “Excuse me?”

“You heard what I said.”

His jaw twitched with annoyance. “You can call me Greyson.”

“I just want to look around.”

He shook his head. “Time to leave.”

I swallowed hard.