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“Are we going to pretend I didn’t give you more orgasms than you could’ve counted the...
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“The only thing I remember about that night is leaving. Guess your orgasm-giving abilities are that forgettable.”
“You can make everyone believe you’ve forgotten about it, but here’s the thing. I don’t belong on the effortlessly fooled list, sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me that. I am not your sweetheart.”
“You prefer being labeled a witch?” “I prefer my given name.”
“Has anyone told you that you’re a dick?”
“In the last hour? Twice.
And before you ask, no. As much as I appreciate your special attention to my dick, I’m afraid it’s closed for...
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“Funny. I recall it being so open for business that you slept...
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“I thought you didn’t remember.” “I only remembered after I woke up. Not during.”
“Don’t be cute. It got you knocked up when you were jailbait.”
“How close are you with Nicolo? I didn’t think you’d be friends with a mafia boss.”
“Nicolo and I share the same amount of friendship between a scorpion and a frog.”
“But you just said your fathers w...
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I kept my billions, blinding looks, and eternal Forbes status.”
“And arrogance, apparently.”
“Arrogance is flashing my status in front of the world until they gag on it. I’m not arrogant, sweetheart. I’m merely asserti...
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In fact, he’s as private as me and Nate.
“Now, are you going to tell me why you went to Nicolo for ‘help,’ as he so eloquently put it?”
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”
“It abso-fucking-lutely is if you’re a senior partner at, and I can’t stress...
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“Your and Nate’...
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“That’s fifty percent my business. It’ll be one hundred percent our business if I tell your dear bestie you...
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This asshole really knows how to get on ...
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“Nate has nothing to do with this.” “I’ll be the one to decide whether or not to call him in the next five min...
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“First of all, fuck you.”
“Your less than subtle advances are bordering on obsessive, but I digress. Second of all?”
just need Nicolo for something.” “Such as?” “You don...
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“Since I learned that the strength of a man’s spirit is measured by how much ‘truth’ he can tolerate, or more precisely, to what extent he needs to have it diluted, disguised, sweetened, muted, or falsified.”
“Did you just quote Nietzsche?”
“Did you just prove you’re st...
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“And you still refuse to admit yo...
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“I’m not a fan. I’m an ...
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the red contrasts against his tan, lean fingers. How it touches the veins on the back of his masculine hand.
“Don’t blame me for how I use such truth, sweetheart.”
“And why shouldn’t I touch you?” “Because there was an unspoken rule about that,
“I’m removing it then.
You’re like a painting of a battle, but whoever said war and art should be watched from afar didn’t have the audacity to come...
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“Again, that depends on whether or not I get what I want.”
“And what is that?” His eyes glimmer with sadism as he says, “The naked truth, sweetheart.”
“Not your grim face, naturally.”
“Might consider putting on a different expression than ‘Hello, awful to meet you. I’m a killer.’ if you don’t want to get locked up for it.”
“Didn’t realize you had the time of the day to care about my freedom status, King. Either you’re more bored than an old hooker or you’re less subtle than a rookie detective with a badge hanging out of his ass.”
“What’s your relationship with Aspen Leblanc?”
I want to jam my fist into my mouth for uttering those words, but then again, I’m direct to a fault.
Punching the bag didn’t help, working out for hours was a laughable distraction, and my escort contacts appeared as enticing as expired milk.
I don’t hit for women—except
for beating Nate the fuck up when I found him making out with my daughter under my roof, because fuck that guy.
“Didn’t think you’d let your demon peek through for a woman.”
“Might want to check your eyesight, Nic. Must be blurry from all the blood that’s gotten in it.”
