Emmeline was lying on her bed, scrolling through her phone.

“That was awesome.” Abel leaned down and pinched her nose. “You knocked her out in one fell swoop. She just took over her company’s Struyria market and was raring to go.”

“Hey, she asked for this.” Emmeline put her phone down and wrapped her arm around Abel. “She tried to steal you and slandered me. This is what she gets.”

“Feisty.” Abel kissed her cheek and smiled. “But I like it.”

“Say, you wanna guess what happens to her next?” Emmeline winked cheekily.

“Not a clue.” Abel smiled. “What happens to her depends on what you want to do.”

“She thinks I’m easy prey. Let’s see how she likes this.” Emmeline kissed Abel’s chin. “Well, I’ll let her off the hook if she bows her head.”

“Let’s not talk about them.” Abel pinned her down and hoarsely said, “I need more. And it hasn’t been minutes since then.”

“You gotta stop, or

can hang on to me if you need

to say no, but Abel had leaned

to

like to see Mr. York,” said Flynn. “Please tell

not in,” said Joey.

Flynn. “But this is urgent. I’m a Murphy

Group, eh?”

haughtily. “Now

reservations, no meeting. Not even if

you little…” Evelyn went pale with fury. She’s looking down on

held her arm. “Calm

a reservation.” Joey whipped out her logbook. “Here, write your name in this

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