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She gasps when I press inside her, clutching at me like she’ll break apart if I let go.

“I’ve got you,” I whisper.

And I do. Here. Now.

But tomorrow…

Tomorrow, I might lose her.

Because Philip trusted me with her. And I’ve broken his trust. Broken every rule.

But the reckoning isn’t here yet.

And so I’m going to give and take every last scrap of pleasure I can before all hell breaks loose.

17

Ethan

Philip cancels our client call with zero warning. I find out why halfway through the afternoon.

Hell, everyone in the office does.

I hear his voice before I see him.

Loud. Abrupt. Cutting through the low hum of Friday afternoon and Maggie’s stammering of shock and warning like a goddamn storm system.

My blood runs cold.

He’s supposed to be in St. Lucia. Our meeting was meant to be over fucking Zoom. So what the fuck is he doing here?

No.No no no?—

He’s not supposed to be back forweeks. And I don’t have a fucking plan on how to keep his niece and my lifelong plans from colliding and going up in a blaze of un-glory.

I shoot up from my desk, heart in my throat, and step into the hall just in time to see him barrel past Maggie’s desk.

He’s moving fast for an old man—toward me. Toward my office. Jaw tight. Face thunderous.

And behind him, frantic but just a step too slow, is Pia.

She looks pale. Terrified.

Tear tracks stain her cheeks. Fuck.

He went to find her before coming to me?

And what the hell was she doing out of my sight anyway? I want to reach for her, comfort her, but her uncle is barrelling right at me.

“Philip—” I start.

“Don’t,” he snaps, eyes like ice. “Don’t speak. Don’t you dare speak to me.”

He storms into my office, and I follow on autopilot, Pia frozen in the hallway. My mind races, trying to figure out what tipped him off.

Who saw something? Who said something?

But I already know. People talk. People whisper. And I’ve been reckless.

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