No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Chapter 38

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Maureen had worked relentlessly all these years, caring for two children and Zoe, terrified of failing them.

Now her earnings could comfortably support the family.

Why would she sell her composition to Andrea for money?

Back home, Maureen set her phone aside and sank into the bathwater, thinking how to retrieve it fastest.

Maureen was so exhausted that she dozed off in the bathtub.

Her friend Katherine’s call startled her awake.

“Reenie, I’m coming back in a couple of days.”

Maureen wrapped herself in a robe. “I’ll throw you a welcome party when you’re back.”

“Great.

How are you holding up?

Has Geoffrey been giving you trouble?

And that hypocrite Andrea–does she know you’re back?”

Katherine sounded genuinely concerned.

“Andrea hasn’t found out yet, but she will soon.”

Maureen walked to the window, summer breeze warm against her skin. “As for Geoffrey… don’t worry, he can’t touch

me.”

The doorbell rang mid–conversation.

Nine o’clock–who’d visit this late?

Justin wasn’t around, and Maureen felt uneasy.

He’d insisted on standing guard, but she’d sent him home to rest after his nonstop protection duty.

downstairs and checked the

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tall frame silhouetted under

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She opened the door.

loose white bathrobe, damp hair cascading over her shoulders as she leaned against the door- frame, her eyes soft and

wondered who’d visit

what brings you

at her, momentarily

worlds apart from

he suddenly burned to uncover what had reshaped her

our paths crossed,” Geoffrey murmured, narrowing his eyes as

made sweat bead in Maureen’s palms. She forced herself to stay calm. “Surely you won’t explain

one swift motion, Geoffrey pinned her against the wall, slamming the door

air grew

her back pressed to the cold surface, his mouth captured hers. Then he scooped

Her fingers involuntarily clenched.

large hand enveloping hers as

rigid, her mind

were waiting for her back

comply,

thought,

brow smoothing as he tore open his collar and

his nostrils, accelerating his pulse. Unable to restrain himself, he laid her on the living room sofa

Maureen’s palms grew damper.

the warm ceiling light, unable–or unwilling–to look at Geoffrey. Unbidden images flooded her mind: those countless photos Andrea had sent her, each

echoed: “Reenie, has Geoff ever said he loves

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