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CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE: PRIVATE SURRENDER

The elevator ride up to Alex’s penthouse is quiet, save for the steady thrum of the cables and Bella’s faint breathing against his chest. He readjusted her sleeping form in his arm, carrying her like she weighed nothing.

Inside, he set her gently on his bed, crouched to pull her heels and skirt. The...