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Sophie hadn’t been called in for ages, and tonight she’d picked out an outfit she knew he liked. To her disappointment, Charles barely paid any attention the whole time.

He was always the one in control before, but tonight, he was just going through the motions.

She didn’t dare say a word; instead, she quietly took care of everything, hoping not to upset him.

“Hey Charles, is that a new watch?” she ventured, trying to break the silence.

The brand wasn’t exactly luxury–at most, it cost just a bit over a hundred grand. It really didn’t fit someone with his status.

Charles lit a cigarette, draped his long arm over the back of the couch, and responded lazily, “Yeah.”

Sensing Charles was in a funk, Sophie snuggled into his arms. “Is your wife getting on your nerves again?”

She’d thrown out sly comments like that before–Charles never stuck up for that nag back home.

But tonight, he just frowned a bit. “What could she possibly do to bother me?”

His voice was laid–back, almost indifferent.

Sophie was totally hooked on that irresistible mix of tenderness and cold indifference he gave off. She snuggled into his arms, her heart fluttering with sweetness.

“Didn’t you say she’s boring? Isn’t it always awkward between you two, like you have nothing to talk about?” she pressed, trying to keep him engaged.

Charles took a drag on his cigarette, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he blew out a smoke ring. “Do you and I really have that much to talk about?” he replied, his voice lazy.

He thought to himself, ‘If I wanted actual conversation, I’d rather just chat with my business partners.‘

Sophie intertwined her arms around Charles’s neck, flashing him a coy grin. “All I need to do is keep you happy, Charles.”

Charles appreciated her tactful attitude–it was exactly why he indulged her.

He let out a low chuckle and brushed a lingering kiss against her lips. Right as he was about to speak, his phone lit up with a call from an unfamiliar number.

really didn’t feel like picking up, but the call just wouldn’t

all he heard was an eerie static, then a disguised, menacing voice–clearly

got your sister. If you want her back in one piece, you better trade her for

voice threatened.

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aside and got to his

next moment, Charles heard Renee’s desperate, broken cries echo

her voice shaking. “I was just out shopping and suddenly they grabbed me–I don’t even know where I am! I think they’re after Yolanda; it’s gotta be something she did, and now I’m the one

else, the kidnapper snatched the

trying to mess with me. Then he asked, “How much do

money, Mr. Sinclair. You have two hours to deliver

call was cut

got dressed and headed for the door. Sophie opened her mouth to ask what was happening, but the look on his face was so intense,

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was just lying down in bed when she heard someone knocking on the

opened it, and was taken aback to see Charles. “What, you’re not pulling an all–nighter at

for a

room for argument in his

struggled by reflex. “Let me

flatly, his grip

in a nightgown–so thin and flimsy,

her straight into the car. Seeing Jack in the front, just as silent

off his suit jacket and carefully draped

the unmistakable, overpowering fragrance

off, but Charles spoke first. “Renee’s been kidnapped. The kidnappers want me to hand you over in exchange for

movements froze. She stared up at him, completely stunned. “What did

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voice soft but totally cold–blooded. “Yolanda, the guys we’re dealing with are extreme. Renee’s my own

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