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Ashton was here. He’d come for her. And yet all she could think was how angry she was with him.
He stood there looking down at her with those piercing blue eyes. Eyes that had widened with surprise when he’d realized just what she had in her possession. He hadn’t known about these letters, but no doubt he suspected she had something on Waverly that he could use. That had been the whole point of his seduction, hadn’t it?
He couldn’t have come just for me. I’m a pawn to him, a piece to be moved about a chessboard.
The bundle of letters seemed to burn her skin, and she couldn’t bear to hold the weight of them a moment longer.
Again she considered, for just an instant, that she ought to demand something in return, like his most profitable shipping company in addition to the return of a
