Followed By a Stranger (Billionaire Behaving Badly Series book 3)
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Can we part saying it was fun (mostly!) and leave it at that? I hope you find someone willing to be what you want. I can’t call you or see you without hurting myself further so I hope you understand why I’m returning your flowers (they would only go to waste if I kept them) and replying to your note with a note of my own. Rebecca I spent a long time standing at the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, studying her elegant handwriting and the words she’d written, realising that the sadness I...’d seen in her eyes on the first night hadn’t been a figment of my imagination. Rebecca had been nursing some wounds and it seemed that our interlude had exacerbated them. I was angry with her for leaving without giving me the chance to properly apologise for what happened with my brother. I still didn’t know whether she fully believed that I’d been unaware he was watching us fuck. But behind my anger was a nagging sense of regret that she was gone. I missed her sense of humour, her elegance and her smile. I’d only known her for such a short time but she’d managed to wiggle her way under the shell I’d constructed since Adrianna. It was uncomfortable to feel out of control. The last time I’d let myself feel anything I’d walked away with a shattered heart and a resulting inability to trust any woman that crossed my path. Some wounds are so deep it’s possible to believe you will never get over them and I’ll admit that I still believed that of mine. Only, I seemed to trust Rebecca. I’ve witnessed manipulation at its most calculated and this didn’t look anything like that. She’d run for her own self- preservation and I was confident she wasn’t playing games with me by fleeing merely so that I would give chase. I’d seen the pain in her eyes before she knew who I was, and it was real.
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