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    Dn’s fingers itched to dial Christina’s number immediately. His eyebrows pulled together in a deep frown as frustration leaked into his voice. “Why are you wasting time with trending topics right now?”


    “Don’t worry, Mr. Scott. Miss Jones is perfectly safe right now.”


    The words had barely left Edwin’s mouth when Dn’s eyes turned to ice, shooting him a look that could have frozen the entire office.


    “Edwina, are you looking to get fired today?” Dn’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. His stare could have cut through steel.


    A cold shiver ran down Edwin’s spine, and he pulled his shoulders up defensively like a turtle retreating into its shell. “Mr. Scott, I legally changed my name ages ago. It’s Edwin now, not Edwina.”


    Dn’s eyes became two chips of ice as he stared Edwin down. “Are you seriously trying to tell me how to address you?”


    “God, no! I would never!” Edwin’s face immediately shifted into the most ass-kissing smile he could manage. For a split second, he considered offering to massage Dn’s shoulders or fetch his coffee—anything to get back in his good graces. But he knew damn well that would probably get him fired on the spot. Edwin noted that in the entire world, Christina was the only human being who could touch Dn and live to tell about it. Heck, she was the only one who could make him actually smile. When Dn was seeing red and ready to tear someone’s head off, Christina could calm him downpletely just by running her fingers through his hair. It was like watching a wild animal turn into a house cat.


    Edwin had to admit it: Dn waspletely and utterly whipped when it came to Christina. The man had it bad.


    “Edwina, what’s going through that thick skull of yours?” Dn’s eyes narrowed into deadly slits, his voice dropping to a tone that promised pain. Edwin’s smile lookedpletely fake—the kind of forced grin that made people ufortable.


    “Nothing! Absolutely nothing!” Edwin’s face went nk in record time, terror shing in his eyes. He couldn’t afford to lose his year-end bonus over a stupid facial expression.


    Desperate to get Dn’s attention off his face, Edwin lifted the tablet higher. “Mr. Scott, you really need to see this. Please.”


    Dn snatched the tablet from Edwin’s trembling hands. Right there on the screen, a trending topic was stered across the top in bold letters. With each word he read, his frown carved deeper lines into his face. His expression grew darker and more thunderous by the second.


    His fingers moved frantically across the screen as he opened Christina’s social media profile. Just as he feared, she had posted about epting the high-stakes challenge—and she had barely any time to prepare. The whole thing was happening this afternoon.


    Dn’s hands clenched around the tablet so hard his knuckles went white. His fingers dug into the device like he was trying to crush it.


    “Get the car ready. Now.” Hismand cut through the air like a de. His face was a storm cloud of worry and barely controlled panic. He had to get to Christina immediately. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out of his throat.<fnb3f8> Readplete version only at Find?Novel</fnb3f8>


    “Yes!” Edwin responded at once and bolted for the door. Anything concerning Christina couldn’t be dyed. She was the woman Dn cared about most—he might even trade his life for her safety.


    Edwin knew without a shadow of a doubt that Dn wouldn’t hesitate to bury the challenger six feet under if it meant keeping Christina safe.


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