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chapter 35

Author: Uriel Kings
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Diana

The click-clack of the keys on the laptop jolts me awake.

I peel my eyes open to see Anthony hunched over his laptop, brows furrowed in concentration.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," he murmurs without looking up.

"Just trying to get an update on the wedding shooting, but I got nothing so far."

I stretch and yawn, the sheet slipping down to reveal my naked body.

Last night had been intense, passionate, an escape from the chaos that has consumed our lives since Anthony and my supposed wedding.

"It's okay," I say. "I should get up anyway."

I slide out of bed and pad over to him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

He smiles against my mouth, hand coming up to cup my face.

For a moment, we forget - the death threats, the contracts, the target on our backs.

It's just us, just this.

But reality always rears it’s ugly head.

With a sigh, I pull away, my fingertips trailing down his chest.

"I'm going to explore the house a bit," I tell him.

"Holler if you find anything."

He nods, alre
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