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    Finished

    Derrick drew on his cigar again, the pistol in his other hand still spinningzily between his fingers.

    “Made up your mind?”

    Dan closed his eyes, forcing his pounding chest to steady. With a cold snort, he muttered, “Go fetch her yourself.”

    Then he strode off.

    With Diana’s sudden disappearance, everything was spiraling out of control. He had no time to worry about Marie anymore.

    After all, Derrick hade for her–she wouldn’t be in danger.

    But the thought left his chest tight and heavy. iI’m /iistill /iinot /iistrong /iienough/ii… /i

    On the wall, Marie crossed her arms, watching him go. “Tch. Hypocritical bastard.”

    Sophia fell silent too.

    And she realized, more than ever, that Dan was not Marie’s man.

    Years ago he had faked his death without hesitation. She didn’t believe for a second that he hadn’t known how close Marie was to breaking back then. He hadn’t shown himself once.

    And now–walking away again without a fight.

    If a man truly loved a woman, nothing–not even life itself–would make him abandon her so easily.

    Dan left.

    Derrick flicked away his cigar. “Go. Bring my wife out.”

    He wouldn’t step foot into Dan’s filthy estate.

    Sebastian immediately led men toward the castle.

    “Don’t bother,” Marie called suddenly.

    Everyone froze. Sebastian turned toward the wall-

    There she sat, arins crossed, straddling the top.

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    When had she gotten up there?

    “You could’vee out? Then why sit there gawking like it’s a show?”

    Derrick looked up at her too, his lips curving. “Enjoying the view?”

    Marie remained silent.

    “The blindness should be cured now, right? Dan ditched you again.”

    iGod/i, icould /iihe /iishut /iiup/ii? /i

    If he didn’t know how to talk, better to stay silent.

    “Like I need him to ditch me? He’s nothing,” Marie snapped.

    Though unwilling to admit it, deep down she knew—Dan had abandoned her.

    “Want me to carry you down?” Derrick asked.

    “No.”

    With a huff, Marie leapt from the wall. The height was nothing for her.

    Except-

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    Her footnded on debris from the explosions. A shard bit into her sole, sending her slipping.

    She tumbled down andnded hard on her backside.

    Already fuming, she nearly saw red.

    “The richest bastard in Noctarth and he can’t even fix the damn road outside his gate.”

    Sebastian’s first instinct was to rush forward, but one sharp look from Derrick froze him in ce.

    He quickly stepped aside. “You go.”

    Derrick gave a cold snort and moved just as Sophia helped Marie up.

    “It was debris from the sts,” Sophia whispered at her car.

    Hmph. Still Dan’s fault.

    Derrick reached her, seizing her wrist and yanking her into his chest.

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    His solid frame smothered her, making it hard to breathe.

    She struggled. “What are you doing? Let me go.”

    “Don’t tell me you’ve been locked up in there all this time,” he growled.

    Her strength was nearly gone. The drugs in her system had drained her, and what little remained had been spent climbing the wall.

    She pushed weakly at him. “Let me go.”

    Her resistance was soft, almost fragile.

    Derrick had grown used to her fiery temper, her brash defiance.

    Now, with her feeble struggling, it almost felt like… coyness.

    “What’s this? Tired of ying the tough girl? Switching to delicate and shy?”

    “You-”

    “Better stay yourself. That whole ‘hard–to–get act‘ doesn’t suit you.”

    Hard–ito/ii–/iiget/ii? /i

    What the ihell- /i

    “You think I’m putting on some act for you?” Marie exploded.

    She’d seen enough rich girls y those games over the years to make her sick.

    No way in hell she’d be one of them.

    “Oh? Then why are you rubbing up against me right now?” Derrick countered.

    Rubbing…?

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    Truth was, she’d always pushed him away straight and hard before–never letting anyone touch her if she didn’t want it.

    But now, her feeble struggling in his armspared to her usual fire–it could only look, to him, like she was pressing closer.