Chapter 46 THE SHARKS' DEN ii

Although my pulse was pounding like a drum, I gave him a slow, lazy smirk. "Mr Maddox.” I drawled, sashaying deeper into the room. "A girl has to make an entrance." I countered.

He smirked and extended his hand to the chair beside his. “Sit,” he said.

I crossed the room carefully before lowering m...

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