Chapter 87

At one of Vancouver's most renowned salons, Cathy Black reclined beneath

gentle hands, savoring the soothing rhythm of a facial massage.

The air was sweet with lavender and rosewater, calming her senses, until her smartwatch buzzed insistently, yanking her from blissful repose.

She opened her eyes, annoyance already sparking beneath her lids.

"Yes?" she snapped, answering the call.

"Madame Black, it's Jacqueline, Mr. Charles's secretary," came the crisp voice on the other end.

Cathy exhaled, impatience bleeding into every word. "Well?"

"Mr. Charles has invited Sophia Lancaster to his office and ordered me away from my desk," Jacqueline said.

Cathy's face went cold at the mention of that name.

"Sophia Lancaster," she repeated, as if testing the flavor of it on her tongue.

The esthetician, still smoothing delicate creams over Cathy's face, tried to soften the moment.

"She's the most celebrated beauty in Vancouver," she offered quietly.

"A famous model, back in the day."

Cathy's body tensed as if struck by a live wire.

In a sudden rage, she bolted upright, knocking the esthetician off balance.

Her open palm connected sharply with the woman's cheek, sending the poor girl sprawling onto the floor.

A collective gasp choked the air.

The manager hurried forward, bowing deeply.

"Please, Madame Black," he pleaded, voice trembling.

"She meant no harm."

"Just clean my face," Cathy ordered coldly.

Then, turning her attention to the bodyguard stationed in the corner, she barked, "Bernard, ready the car. We're going to my husband's office immediately-no excuses, no delays."

Bernard inclined his head and reached for his phone.

"Yes, madame."

receiver, "The madame is

***

Inside Charles Cole's office.

at his desk, heart hammering in his

he'd been a charming young man who had no trouble

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he met Cathy Black. Everything changed the

no ordinary woman; she was the younger sister of Bruno

fingertips, Cathy served as the family's

advancing himself, had charmed Cathy into channeling millions from the syndicate's coffers into his

and Cathy demanded marriage, he tried to refuse. She gave him a cool smile and left

down over a river, with Bernard holding the rope that decided his

two choices," Bernard had said, voice devoid of emotion. "Marry

life

beyond measure, yet

Cathy was

protest, he ended up with both arms and a leg broken by her

him like a

fuck," he muttered under

startled

quick smile,

said too fast. "Just something

across from him

legendary and her presence

eyed Sophia closely, noting the subtle signs that the sleeping

hold.

her voice would slow, and then, she'd

gripped the edge of his desk, reminding

turned him into a

word

another woman without risking life and

inside him, pressed into a dark corner where the only solace he found was in his own hand,

from afar-

her here,

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I've only ever dared to imagine.' Sophia's voice, still steady, pulled him

liable. Now that we've partnered with

Charles nodded too eagerly.

he said,

across her

Mr. Cole," she said, warmth and gratitude casing

then, as she took

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