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On the outside, he looked like a suave businessman, but she knew the truth Not all of his businesses were legal Nothing could be pinned to hih everyone

His dark-brown gaze captured hers He tilted his head, but she didn’t co kept waiting

“Miss Davencourt is here to see you,” his PA said

“Certainly No interruptions, Glenda” He held his door open

Do not go in there

He’s a monster

All it took was one thought, Nigel, to get herOne step in front of the other, she entered his office, walking toward the single chair in front of his desk

Where had the other two men sat?

“Please, take a seat, Miss Davencourt”

Did he reo

She watched as he rounded his desk His suit jacket fit hi off his broad shoulders As he sat, the flex of hishe actually was The man worked out At the cuff of his jacket, she detected the merest hint of ink, but she couldn’t make out what it was

“What can I do for you?” he asked

She clasped her hands tightly together, hating how nervous she suddenly felt This wasn’t good Drake didn’t have any control over her, not really

“I’m here to talk about my brother”

Drake leaned back in his chair, the tips of his fingers pressed together “What about Nigel?”