He Opened My Family Vault for His Mistress…

room, wearing a black silk blouse and diamond studs. Dinner had been set for two: roast chicken, winter greens, potatoes with rosemary, a Burgundy Miles loved and did not deserve.

He walked in, removed his coat, and glanced at the table.

“So we’re playing house,” he said.

“No,” I said. “We’re having dinner.”

His eyes moved over me.

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