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Finally, I force myself to speak.

"Mrs. Briar’s husband."

Noah gives a slow, stiff nod, his jaw locked, muscles tight.

"He knows?" I whisper.

His fists tighten, his exhale slow and deliberate.

"I think he knows all too well what kind of situation I’ve put myself in."

The way he says it sends a shiver down my spine.

"And?" I push.

Taking a seat at his desk, he kicks himself back slightly, eyes locked on me.

"Come over here."

The way he says it, calm, steady, and dangerously unreadable, sends electricity pulsing through my veins.

I don’t hesitate.

I don't think.

All I do is listen to his quiet command.

Chapter 21

Noah

Cole, Walker, and now fucking Roman Briar.

Cole and Walker are just children. Children with power, sure, but still children.

They think they understand strength, but they don’t know what it means to be truly dangerous.

But Roman?

Roman is a different breed.

What the hell did he say to Ana to leave her so shaken?

I saw it. The way her breath hitched, the way her body locked up like prey sensing a predator.

Did he threaten her?

No, he wouldn’t.

He couldn’t.

Would he?

There’s no fucking way he touched her.

No way he put his hands on something that isn’t his to claim.

If I had a shred of sense, I’d take this as a warning.

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