HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

uncomfortable?”

He froze.

It lasted less than a second.

Then he laughed.

“Sloane is not my mistress.”

“She is valuable to the company.”

I looked at his coat.

The yellow diamond ring was no longer in the pocket.

“I would never interfere with something you consider valuable.”

He mistook the sentence for surrender.

He stepped closer and kissed my forehead.

“Thank continue reading …