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“I do. I just do not trust Danrique.” Charlotte frowned. 

“He has a short fuse. A really short one. And his temper is explosive to boot. He doesn’t care about anyone or anything if he gets mad. I heard Francesca ran away after she injured him, so I was worried he might push all that anger onto you.”

“You do not know your brother at all, and you’re his sister.” Zachary shook his head and smiled drily. 

“Danrique didn’t spend all that time trying to catch Francesca just to treat his condition.”

“Why did he capture her then?” Charlotte asked. 

“Wait, is it really…”

“Yes, love of course. Love.” Zachary pinched her cheek. 

“You’re really slow, aren’t you?”

“Fine. I did suspect that love might be a possibility. Danrique probably feels something for Francesca, but I have no idea how deep that feeling goes.” Charlotte postulated.

“I just think he doesn’t care about anyone or anything. Not even his kids. He doesn’t seem to love his kids, unlike you.”

“No. He does love his kids.” Zachary saw through Danrique easily. 

“But he just doesn’t know how to show his love. Take it slow. This is going to be a slow burn.”

point, Hubby.” Charlotte

and how’d you convince Danrique to

Francesca gave herself in, so I took the chance to

“I am sorry?”

how it went…” Zachary told Charlotte everything about the event

when he was done, Charlotte seemed restless.

us to him

for the negotiation tomorrow:

understanding?” Charlotte was even

“You’ll understand eventually.”

and the meeting they would have to attend the next day.

to take the children in, then Raina checked Robbie’s injury and fed him

through a

Charlotte

his cheek as she

gentle kiss. It was their first

starting to get hot and heavy, and Zachary tried to pin Charlotte down, but the moment

alright?” Charlotte

fine.” Zachary stopped moving and

I know how Danrique

Charlotte, for at least the second