on the vanity table, the black ink standing out

flection and the dried blood on her forehead ga

aster bedroom turned with a sharp cli

pushed the door open and walked in, carrying t

suitcase on the floor, a sharp frown

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the suitcase out of his path,

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rbara met his gaze witho

et's get a

tracks. A flash of shock crossed his face be

ally think a childish trick li

ement, tore it straight in half without even glancing at th

rowding into her space. "Until I put my name on thos

evulsion curling inside her. In his eyes, she was nothing mo

arbara said coldly, standing her gr

g the cold fury in her eyes as petty jealousy. A c

u're throwing this massive tantrum just

mirror right beside her head, trapping her in hi

disdain. "You've held the title of Mrs. Cohen for three whole years without givi

istance for three years out of loyalty to another woman, ye

the head. The tension in his shoulders relaxed, replaced by the smug co

er bruised jawline before sliding down to grab her waist, pull

, his whiskey-laced breath warm against her ear. "Since you're this des

the silk of her robe, his vo

n. Please me tonight, and I might even c

s down toward her neck as if he were

even brush her neck, she raised her arm and brought h

ra

hrough the quiet bedroom, knoc

A bright red handprint rose i

ck a step, and scrubbed the back of her hand aggressivel

ra spat out, her eyes blazing with pure disgust. "Give you a child? Just breat

ght brown eyes went bloodshot with shock and humiliation-in all his life, no woman

" Barbara sneered, looking at him like dirt. "I don't ta

f your fucking

Keagan grabbed her shoulders and

arbara stumbled backward and slammed her lower

nt jolt split the cut on her forehead open agai

breathing hard, his f

arled through clenched teeth. "We'll see how long you l

the master bedroom and slammed the h

didn't shed a single tear; instead, she pulled a wet wipe from the box on the tabl

, she walked over to the desk, switched on the printer, a

s, leaving one right in the center of the nightstan

itcase upright, ignoring the rows of couture dresse

eached into the hidden compartment of the bottom drawer and pulled out a dar

e horizon, Barbara zipped the suitcase shut, re