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But beyond that, he was intelligent, and knew exactly what to say, when to say it. He was a cunning man. Nothing Arabella said would convince him, only the truth.

"I…" she stuttered.

She could tell the whole truth, that Mason forced her to get close to and get pregnant with Damon; that Mason was blackmailing her with threats about Eleonor's death; that Damon was an asshole who only wanted her for sex.

But she said none of that.

"I fell in love!"

Hearing those words was like a slap, followed by a punch.

Damon feared his legs would give out at that moment.

He looked at Arabella, at the most beautiful eyes that had ever crossed her path. Banks was afraid to ask any more questions, as he knew everything would depend on the end of this conversation. He did not want to be an asshole, but he knew he needed to be.

"I fell in love with Mason. We live together, we are married and we share a life. It would be ridiculous not to assume that would happen" Arabella tried to add. “And your request fo
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