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Damage Control

KILLIAN

“It's open!” I called out through the corridor before entering my study.

I heard the faint squeak as the door opened and closed, and I didn't have to look over my shoulder to know that Tony followed me, a bottle of scotch in hand. It was nearly our ritual to drink in my penthouse whenever things went bad, and tonight I had a perfect reason to drink.

I stopped in front of my three-piece suite and gestured at him to sit on the sofa while I grabbed two glasses from the cabinet. When I returned, Tony had the bottle opened and ready to fill the glasses with amber liquor. I slumped onto the chair in front of him and pinched the bridge of my nose.

“That bad?” Tony chuckled, handing me my glass.

“My father is planning my slow and painful death as we speak,” I muttered before drawing a sip. “I promised him no more scandals.”

Tony's lips formed a crooked smile. “Hugging a girl can hardly be called a scandal. I'd say it's your most decent picture I've seen in tabloids.”

I gave him a look.
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Bella Jersey
Killian’s just assumed it was easier. Who really the rat? Was it the girl?
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Jo Anne Morgan
Poor Josephine got dubbed as a snitch, and I bet she did no such thing.
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