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CHAPTER 5
“I don’t appreciate being manipulated into this kind of situation, Monsieur Monfort.”
Sébastien looked at Cassandra’s tight-lipped profile from across the other side of the car and had to subdue the urge to show her exactly how much she might appreciate being manipulated.
He knew she felt the simmering tension between them too. At one point during the interview earlier, when she’d had the temerity to dig so deep, way too deep into his life, their eyes had stayed locked together for long seconds and he’d read the latent desire in those amber depths even if Cassandra tried to deny it.
“I prefer to think of it as a gentle nudging.”
She cast a glimpse at him and made some kind of inarticulate sound.
“There was nothing gentle about it. Your unspoken threat was very clear, Monsieur Monfo
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