Such thoughts made her realize that she was probably a masochist. Her body seemed to react to his dominance, leaving her with a soft, tingling sensation.

Her cheeks warmed, likely blushing at her own thoughts. She quickly cooled her flushed face with a deep breath.

“No, thank you. I’ve already made plans for tonight.”

At the stroke of nine in the evening, there remained an unfinished task on his agenda? Millie found it rather unreasonable, and yet, her flushed countenance swiftly regained its composure, for she held his resolve in high regard.

“All right.”

Millie ended the call with a hint of frustration.

knit his brow, pondering. Just

the now-silent phone screen, Marcus sensed an off note

o’clock tonight, something of greater importance than dining

at a loss as to why he had arrived

it that anyone targeted by Harlan was destined to

She had been confined to high heels the

her stretch, Millie’s gaze was slightly unfocused. Outside, the twinkling lights

reminded of the declined dinner invitation by Marcus. She hadn’t expected her first-ever dinner invitation to a man to

retrieved it and

and so much

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