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“When you’re ready, I’ll round rules for living here”

And with that, he was gone She exhaled a sigh, rolled to her back, and stared up at the ceiling, realizing that this was going to be her new noruidelines and rules and getting whiplash fro moods Oh, joy

Last night, after he’d storht that she could have walked out of his penthouse and left him and the situation behind She could have called authorities and clai or tried any other nu that was most at stake that made her determined to remain and serve whatever sentence Maddux had in store for her

She wasn’t staying because of the possibility of having her father’sall her dad’s assets back to hiuarantee of either No, it was ulti health that kept her fros would be worse for her dad, and the thought of losing her only parent—even if he had wronged Maddux and his siblings—was distressing enough to reement she’d made

She’d made a deal, and she would honor it

With that pep talk, she got out of bed and went to the enormous bathroom that was half the size of the bedroo, sleek vanity with a heated towel rack at the end and solass-enclosed and marbled cubicle that coe jets built into the wall, along with a gigantic soaking tub that had to have been custom-made to accommodate Maddux’s size Even if he spilled water over the rim, there were numerous drains on the floor to catch it all

Considering how much Arabella loved baths, she’d at least enjoy that bit of luxury while she was here, she thought with a smile

But right now, she had orders to meet Maddux in the kitchen, but as she stared into the bathrooe into, no makeup remover or even a brush for her hair Until she retrieved so away the ses beneath her eyes with a tissue, brushed her teeth with her finger, and tried to ta Maddux in the luxurious kitchen, still wearing the T-shirt he’d put her in last night

The delicious scent of bacon and coffeeat the stainless-steel stove, cooking the strips of pork The sight of Maddux’s bare, toned physique distracted her for a moment His skin was tanned and smooth, and the way his muscled back tapered fro short of a work of art The kind she could admire for hours for all its perfection

He lanced over his shoulder to look at her His expression was neutral, which she supposed was an irumpy disposition

“There’s orange juice, or fresh coffee if you prefer,” he said, returning his gaze to his task “Creaerator”

“Okay,” she said, and went straight for the caffeine

Since he had a cup already filled with coffee near him by the stove, she assumed the extra one on the counter was for her and poured the steaar frolass dish he’d set out and a dollop of creamer to smooth out the taste

She took a few sips, savoring the bold flavor before asking, “Can I help you with anything?”

“No Sit at the counter” He pointed a finger toward the nearby kitchen nook area “The bacon is als Is that an acceptable breakfast for you?”