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"What difference does?" she grumbled, already getting up and walking to the other side of the room. At that moment, proximity would not do him any good. “I am still married.”

"Between being with me and thinking about myself, and being with me thinking about another, there is an abyss"

"Do not you do the same thing?" Arabella crossed her arms over her breasts, indignant at the man's positioning.

"What?"

"She was with me, but she was in a hurry to be in New York. Did the model have a good trip, by the way?"

At that moment, it became clear that Arabella knew about the dinner with Sabrina. And worse, she was convinced that it wasn't a dinner between friends.

Damon ran his hands through the black strands of her hair. The man was exasperated!

"It was a random dinner. It wasn't a date, much less romantic"

"Was the kiss random too?" the tone of voice the beautiful woman used sounded sarcastic.

"There was no kiss, princess. It's just an angle. If you'd spent a few years outside the bubble, you