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Chapter 18 - The Countermeasure

“He’s a cornered animal,” Graham noted as Elise zipped up her evening gown.

The dress was a masterpiece of black velvet, slashed dramatically at the thigh, making her look like a dark, inevitable force of nature.

“Cornered animals make mistakes,” Elise replied, turning around so Graham could clasp the diamond necklace around her throat.

Graham’s fingers brushed the nape of her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her from behind, meeting her gaze in the vanity mirror.

“He threatened to destroy your reputation, Elise. To drag you back to that restaurant.”

Elise covered his hands with hers, leaning her head back against his chest.

“He can try,” she said, completely unfazed. “But I’m not a waitress anymore. I’m the woman who holds the keys to Bastion Arc. And tonight, I’m taking his company.”

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Graham kissed the side of her jaw, his pride in her radiating through the quiet room.

“Let’s go break him,” Graham whispered.

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