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CHAPTER FOUR

“I’M LOSING MY ho with acri will have to wait” There wasn’t an ounce of self-preservation in her as she hted the laundry basket and heaped the tu into it

“Don’t test me, Clair I’m not nice”

She straightened with a flushed face, all out aggression blasting at hi his feet

“What do you want s for the neners to throw in the trash? Exactly how much do you want from me besides my job, my home and—” She clamped her lips over whatever else she almost said Her mouth tre defenselessness to her

It was gone before unease could take a proper hold on him, hidden by the shift of her body away from him Her stiff shoulders were proud “You’re the one who sold this place out fro into your plans”

She was acting like an amateur

Aleksy narrowed his eyes on her back, always ao to allohen it suited his end purpose: priet the physical release his body required If Clair was atte predictable and hopelessly uided If she didn’t appreciate hoerful and absent of empathy he was, he’d demonstrate

With one call—in English so she’d understand it—he swept away her stall tactic

“The brawny and coldly efficient Lazlo again?” she asked without turning

“He’s enlisting a youngto be extremely cooperative A stickler for procedure Stuart will e at my expense”

“Stuart froh my underpants drawer? And run back to the office hat he found in my medicine chest?”

“Not if he intends to keep his job” Aleksy didn’t like the way she paled and liked even less the thought of soled to cradle her in reassurance He shook off the unfas if it will put an end to this delay,” he muttered “You have one hour”

In the end she chose Paris, but not for the reason he thought