I had to admit power was quite the commodity. With just a few words from

Bryant, I realized I was well and truly trapped. If he wanted, he could have his

bodyguards form a literal wall around me, making it impossible for me to

leave.

Lips pursed, I decided to turn around, bypassing him with a cold demeanor,

and headed straight back to my room. And immediately, I locked the door

behind me.

So, he wanted to confine me there? Fine, let him. After all, I was just a loaf at

this point.

The Ferguson Mansion lacked nothing. It provided good food, fine wine, and

staff at beck and call. At most, I’d just wait out the cooling-off period for the

divorce, and I’d be free.

room remained untouched. The

so their cleaning was limited

mopping.

skincare stuff, books by the bed,

was just

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half of the bed, Bryant’s side, bore the signs

was surprised. He stayed in this room and hadn’t

existence there.

finished showering,

didn’t move an inch, not wanting to

Gary’s voice came

and heading for the door. “What

my tone was less than

and started awkwardly,

I just

refuses to see a

him.”

care of it,” I said firmly. “Or Teresa. He’s always

with them.”

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