He looked at her. Just looked. Then: “You still sleep on the left side of the bed.”
Rio stepped inside without being invited. His suit was Savile Row, his watch a Patek Philippe, and his presence filled her cramped flat like a tidal wave. “Your father owed me more than you know. And now you owe me.” lynne graham books
“Six months,” she said hoarsely. “No… no intimacy clause.” He looked at her
He looked at her. Just looked. Then: “You still sleep on the left side of the bed.”
Rio stepped inside without being invited. His suit was Savile Row, his watch a Patek Philippe, and his presence filled her cramped flat like a tidal wave. “Your father owed me more than you know. And now you owe me.”
“Six months,” she said hoarsely. “No… no intimacy clause.”
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