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I was pacing.
The moment I had returned to the suite after running into Zora, I hadn’t been able to sit still for more than a few seconds at a time.
The suite's carpet had probably worn a groove into its fibers by now, but I didn't care. My bare feet slapped against the floor as I walked from the window to the couch, then back again.
Every time I stopped, I saw Zora's smug face. I saw the judge's hand on her ass.
The click of the suite door made me freeze. Zeus stepped in, his jacket already off, his sleeves rolled to his elbows. The second his eyes landed on me, his expression changed to concern
It was so immediate and instinctive, I nearly forgot why I was disturbed.
“Nyxara.”
My heart squeezed. Nobody had ever been able to read me as easily as he could, his gaze sweeping o
