Love Or Hate
Aldric It had not been his plan. He had constructed the original arrangement with the precision he brought to everything — a slow, careful dismantling of the engagement, the Whitmore deal restructured on his terms, Sera extracted from the situation cleanly. He had been patient. He had a timeline. Then his men had flagged something. He had noticed it first himself — the lobby, weeks ago, a presence that didn’t belong. The specific quality of someone trying not to be seen by a man whose entire existence had been built around seeing exactly that. He had assigned surveillance immediately. Quietly. Without mentioning it to anyone. The report had come back with a name. Garry. He had read it with the specific stillness of a man absorbing information that has already become a decision befor
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