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Chapter 8 Protection

Word Count: 1103    |    Released on: 08/09/2026

her waist, only to find Abdiel fully dressed in a fresh, impeccably tailored suit, standing by the window and looking out at the grit

ded her a sleek, matte black business card

her mind still hazy with sleep and the lingering hea

no room for argument. "Call Aidan today. He'll set you up with a corporate distribution contract. You'll

a phone number and the title Executive Assistant to Abdiel Sharpe. There was no mention of the Sharpe family's va

he murmured, h

d meeting. I'm leaving." And just like that, he was gone, the heavy door clicking shut behind

of blazing intimacy. She bit her lip, a sharp pang of hurt echoing in her chest. But she couldn't deny the relief the money would b

ling city hospital. She was exhausted, her muscles aching from the wild intensity of the previous night. Her best frie

a demanded, her eyes wide with s

ake up," Emaline mumbled, pulling on her whi

face. "Up late, huh? Were you and your man..." No

l's relentless pace and powerful grip flashed t

thoroughly ravished," Nora teased, her eyes darting to Em

ing as she tried to hide the dark, unmistakable lov

t? I guess he's not totally useless," Nora laughed,

p pain pierced Emaline's chest. "N

aline, do you know how serious this is? If he finds out you cheat

her voice firm and resolute. "Even if

t? W

f their engagement, how she had caught him cheating with Tiffany Sterling, a

d his entire bloodline. "That cheating bastard! You know what, Emaline? Good riddance! You don't need that toxic trash in your life.

Emaline chuckled, feeling a heavy weight lif

lastair?" Nora cheered, completely abandoning her curiosity a

Aidan Sullivan. They agreed to meet at a quiet,

in a sharp, impeccably tailored black suit. He was efficient, profes

Provide your bank routing number. The commission from the Elysian liquor sales w

n to keep her mother in VIP care indefinitely. She signed it, fee

to the hospital breakroom

idan Sullivan? The executive assistant for Sharpe H

through the cafe window whil

temples. How could she explain that she was sleep

my god. I won't force you to tell me the detail

d. "Nora, I just signed a liquor distribution

ract where you do absolutely no work, and you expect me to believe you aren't sleeping with him? If y

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