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He was back ho palace, made five times its size and ten tih another ithout her, and he told himself what he felt was relief

That this confusing interlude with her was over That he could inal plan

That he could give himself over to his country as he’d always planned

“I believe she left you a hed “I’ll send you a picture”

When the photo arrived on hisin Hard, as if he were running flat out into a desert storm

It was a picture of a completely unre in the center of the pristine, untouched bedspread Next to it, she’d left an open package of what it took hi moments to comprehend were birth control pills

Her er in the classic American style

Which hen Khaled understood that this wasn’t over

That he had no intention of letting her go

CHAPTER EIGHT

“HELLO, CLEO”

Khaled’s voice was smooth and dark and deceptively casual It exploded over Cleo in that split second before she saw hiainst her flesh

He stepped out from the shadows and back into her life with that sa, ruthlessly controlled power of his that had haunted her day and night since she’d walked out on hio