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It was yet another betrayal of the male And more than that, Peyton and his platinu up to

"I’ll pay you," the , I’ll double it Triple it"

Axe twisted around and stared at the guy

Peyton put his palht now"

Axe opened his rabbed his leather jacket and walked out of the roo?" Peyton deive a fuck But if I don’t leave now, I’ to have to explain to Elise why I killed you, and I’d rather talk about her class schedule"

Elise’s heart was pounding as she paced back and forth over the gray and white marble squares of the foyer’s floor Her father had left for aacross toith her uncle The butler and staff orking quietly in the rear of the house--which, considering her family’s mansion was over twenty-five thousand square feet in size, meant they were nowhere to be found And her aunt was upstairs in bed

Looking across at the French orrand door, she double-checked her watch Then she turned to the antique mirror next to her and stared at her wavy reflection The distortion seeoing to say

Fiddling with the collar of her cashed Donna Karan slacks were s special, just Tory Burch flats

She wished she were in jeans, but her father didn’t approve of them

As if the house were a country club with a dress code--

A rattling soundoff over by the clock and she rushed to the thing

It was Troy--

Great thunder rolled through the open space, the front door knocker being used by a strong hand

As she put the phone back doithout answering, she thought, Well, wasn’t that a revealing choice