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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

finally answered, all he heard was an

her back in one piece, you better trade her for your wife,”

voice threatened.

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turned grim in an instant. He shoved Sophie aside and got to his feet. “Put

Charles heard Renee’s desperate, broken

where I am! I think they’re after Yolanda; it’s gotta be something she did, and now I’m the one getting dragged into this.

could say anything else, the kidnapper snatched

cool and steady. ‘They’re just trying to mess with me. Then

Mr. Sinclair. You have two hours to deliver Yolanda to the address I give you. If

call

her mouth to ask what was happening, but the look on

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

the door in her pajamas, opened it, and was taken aback to see Charles. “What, you’re not

for a second, blinked, then reached

me,” Charles commanded–no room for argument in his

“Let me change my

he said flatly, his grip

still in a nightgown–so thin and flimsy, she felt

as silent and grim, Yolanda couldn’t hold back her worry. “What

off his suit jacket and carefully draped

but mixed in was the unmistakable,

shrug it off, but Charles spoke first. “Renee’s been kidnapped. The kidnappers want me

up at him, completely stunned. “What

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

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