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    She couldn’t tell if it was just in her head, but something about this house didn’t feel right.


    “Dawn.”


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    Hannah grabbed her arm while she was setting up the table.


    Nothing seemed off though.


    “What’s up, Hannah?”


    “Oh, nothing. Just curious–what did the doctor say?”


    Dawn shook her head. “Low blood sugar. Probably from not eating muchtely. I’ll eat more.”


    “Good. And stop chasing those insane diet trends,” Hannah said, already distracted. “Just eat. All those weird health problems like low blood sugar? You won’t get them if you eat like a normal person.”


    “Okay. I’ll eat.”


    She really had been trying.


    Throughout dinner, Dawn and Hannah kept the conversation going like usual. Whether they meant to or not, the man next to them got ignored the whole time.


    Afterward, Hannah went to clean up, and Dawn walked upstairs.


    The second she stepped into the bedroom, someone yanked her wrist from behind.


    He turned her around and pinned her to the wall.


    The room was dark. No lights <i>were </i>on. The sudden ckout messed with her eyes. She couldn’t see anything.


    She spoke softly. “What are <i>you </i>doing?”


    “Dawn…”


    Ethan’s face stayed hidden in the dark. His expression was torn between pain and rage. His fist mmed against the wall beside her head. He was squeezing so hard it looked like his bones might snap.


    Neither of them moved for a few seconds. Then his voice broke through, raspy and harsh. “Don’t shut me out. If you’re mad, just say it. If you hate me, let me have it. Whatever’s in your head, just say it. I can take it. Just stop going quiet on me.”


    “I’ve got nothing to say.”


    Dawn stayed calm. “I just want to leave. But you won’t let me.”


    So why bother talking?


    Ethan’s eyes looked pitch ck. They didn’t have depth–they just swallowed you whole. One look, and you were gone.


    As her eyes started adjusting, his face came into view. He looked sharp. Raw. Way too clear.


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    Just as Dawn opened her mouth again, he grabbed her throat, tilted her chin, and kissed her hard.


    The kiss didn’tst, but it drained them both.


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    Dawn didn’t resist. Her hand had started to lift, but it fell. Just when she thought he was about to go further, <i>he </i><i>stopped</i>. His breath hit her neck in rough, burning bursts.


    Ethan pulled her close, arms locking around her like he couldn’t let go. Like he wanted to pull her into his chest and never let her


    out.


    Itsted a while.


    Then he let go.


    His voice came out gravelly. “Don’t forget to eat, and always get some sleep.”


    He turned and walked out before she could answer. The hallway light poured in behind him, casting a long, worn–out shadow.


    Dawn didn’t move from the wall. His scent was everywhere. Her chest rose and fell, sharp and shaky. After a long pause, she finally let out the breath she’d been holding.


    The room was dead quiet. Even the air felt too heavy to breathe.


    So…


    Was he really letting her go?


    She closed <i>her </i>eyes. Her head was a wreck. The patches of light on the floor made it worse. Nothing lined up.


    Ethan walked into the study. He didn’t touch the light switch. Outside the window, the wind ripped through the trees, their branches rattling nonstop.


    He reached into the drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He lit one. He didn’t smoke it. The glow at the tip flickered, uneven and weak.


    Time slipped past. The cigarette burned down to the filter.


    Then Tony called.


    “Mr. Jackson, everything’s handled. Thewyer says there’s nothing to worry about.”


    “Alright.” Ethan’s voice was t. He smashed the butt into the ashtray and said, “Finish things up and go home. Business as usual


    tomorrow.”


    Tony hesitated, then spoke carefully. “Sir, we’ve still got that trip to Gredos tomorrow. Are we still doing it?”


    That client was important.


    But after tonight, Tony figured the boss would put Dawn first.


    “We’re going.”


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    Ethan didn’t even pause, much to Tony’s surprise.


    His eyes were cold, unreadable. “Be here by seven.”


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    He hung up, dropped into the desk chair, leaned back, and tilted his head up toward the ceiling. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. He brought a hand up to cover his eyes.


    A few minutester, he picked up the phone.


    Then he left the house.


    Once he got in the car, he shot Tony a new address. Then he called Alex. Then Brogan.


    Ethan never asked anyone out for drinks unless it was serious.


    They both knew what this was about.


    Stonewarden’s chairman had just been taken down. It rocked the business world. All the skeletons in his closet were tumbling out


    too.


    Rich trust–fund kids always had time to dig.


    Club One was mmed that night.


    shing lights, pounding bass, and wall–to–wall bodies turned the ce into a full–blown meltdown of chaos and indulgence.


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    <strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.