THE WOMAN HE NEVER KNEW

(Isabella’s POV)

Power has a scent. It's not perfume or bourbon. It's sharper, like the atmosphere before lightning. And tonight, as I stepped into the penthouse suite Julian had reserved under an alias, I smelled it everywhere.

He was already there, pacing. Shirt unbuttoned, hair disheveled. H...

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