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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

ELENA

"I'm coming with you," I said, throwing clothes into my suitcase while Alexander made rapid-fire phone calls.

He covered his phone. "This is a corporate battle. You don't need to be there."

"Not a request," I shot back. "Where you go, I go. We're past the 'protecting the fragile artist' sta...