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He wanted to see her shock—needed to see it, like a man possessed with a fevered desire to watch another hu squirm

Did she work at Hannard’s? Had he unwittingly logged into a way to ain for what she had done to him?

His white teeth calinting red head to lift up She was al crazy Any second now she was going to cannon right into hi wolf ready to attack

She pulled to a stop suddenly and all of that swirling, tingling war of feeling coht she had sensed his presence at last

Then he heard her speak—

‘No, Nicky,’ she said ‘It’s no use trying to pull free of o’

Like a aze doard If his senses hadto what he experienced now as his eyes caet free of her restraining hand

Curling black hair crowned a handsome little face, and a pair of fiercely deterlared up at his mother

Nicky, he thought

Nicolo, he extended

She had named her son Nicolo

Right there in Hannard’s foyer, Enrico Ranieri, hardheaded businessman and cold, ruthless operator, quite simply crashed and burned