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The rhythmic beat of music pulsed through the gym, and Susan moved through each exercise with laser focus, her body pushing to keep up with her racing thoughts. Frustration surged with each repetition, and she felt the tension build, but the burn in her muscles was a welcome release.“Whoa, slow down, girl,” Caroline’s voice pulled her back to reality. Her friend was giving her a raised eyebrow from across the row of weights. “What’s got you so tense?”Susan paused, catching her breath, and forced a casual shrug. She couldn't exactly open up to her friend about the gang boss she'd gotten herself involved with, so she managed a small smile. “Just... work stuff.” She lied, and knew as the words left her mouth that Caroline would not believe her as she was such a terrible liar. Caroline gave her a knowing look but didn’t press. “Right. Well, from the way you’re going at it, I’d say it’s more than just work, but I won't pry.” She grinned slyly. “You need a distraction. Like, an actual di
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The apartment was cozy, filled with the warmth of Susan’s home-cooked meal, and the light scent of roasted chicken and herbs lingered in the air. She watched Samuel take another bite of rice and salad, his face softened by a rare moment of calm. For the first time in a while, they were sitting down together, sharing a meal without the shadows of debt or danger lurking in the background—at least, that’s what she wanted him to think.“This is good,” Samuel said, gesturing to his plate. “You still make the best chicken.”Susan gave him a small smile. “Mom taught me well. I had to learn to keep you fed, remember? You weren’t exactly a picky eater, but you could finish a meal before I even sat down.”He chuckled, and for a moment, the tension lifted. They finished eating, their laughter filling the small space, the closeness of siblings who had faced far too much together. But as they settled in the living room with mugs of tea, Samuel’s expression grew serious.“So... I still can’t figure
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Susan smoothed down her dress, taking a final look in the mirror. The short, sky-blue gown hugged her figure elegantly, giving her a polished look that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Tonight, she’d left her hair loose, letting soft waves fall over her shoulders, and had put a little more effort into her makeup. She wanted to feel like herself again—something she hadn't been able to do since getting involved with Leo.She shook her head, pushing those thoughts aside. Tonight was about Jeremy, the charming guy she’d met at the gym. He seemed nice, normal even, and she desperately needed that kind of stability in her life. As she got ready, she thought about how different Jeremy was from Leo. Where Leo was intense and unpredictable, Jeremy felt safe and grounded.With a final glance in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and stepped out, trying to ignore the nervous flutter in her stomach. The drive to the restaurant was filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension, but she told herse
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A look of disappointment crossed his face, but he nodded. “Of course. I hope everything’s alright.”“Yes, it’s fine,” she assured him, but couldn't ignore the disappointment on his face. “I'm so sorry, Jeremy. Believe me, I was really having a great time with you. How about we do this again sometime,” Jeremy nodded, “Sure, I'd be delighted to,” he said. Susan grabbed her purse as she stood. “I’ll…call you soon.”As she walked out of the restaurant, her mind raced with questions. Leo’s message had been short—straight to the point, and she couldn’t help but wonder what he wanted from her now. All she knew was that any chance of a simple, normal night was gone, and once again, she was being pulled back into Leo’s world._________The Summit was open when Susan got there, unlike the last time. Susan found her way upstairs to the lounge with a swirl of irritation and intrigue buzzing in her chest, where she met Connor who then led her to Leo's private room without question. Guess he'd b
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Susan blinked, her anger momentarily displaced by confusion. “What?”He gave a slight, almost teasing smile. “You said I interrupted your date. And I have to say, you look... breathtaking. It’d be a shame to let all that effort go to waste, wouldn't it?”Susan opened her mouth to respond, but no words came. The intensity of his stare was overwhelming, clouding her thoughts, and she felt herself wavering.“Let’s make a deal,” Leo murmured, his voice dropping. “You let me take you to dinner, and I’ll consider your proposal. How does that sound?”Her mind was a whirl. His closeness, his scent, the magnetic pull she couldn’t escape—it was all too much. She took a deep breath, feeling her resolve falter as his words sank in.“You will?” she whispered, her voice barely audible, but she couldn’t look away.“Cross my heart,” he said, smiling, his gaze steady and unwavering.After a moment, Susan nodded, barely trusting herself as she answered. “Fine.”_________Susan sat in Leo's sleek black
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When the food arrived, Leo watched her closely as she tried each dish, his attention unwavering. She felt herself gradually relaxing, the rich flavors and ambiance drawing her into the moment.After they’d finished the main course, Leo surprised her by ordering a rich, dark chocolate mousse. "A reward," he said with a grin, “for taking a risk with me tonight.”She couldn’t help the small smile tugging at her lips. "Oh, this is a risk?" she teased.His eyes darkened slightly as he leaned forward, his voice a quiet murmur. "For someone like you, I’d say so."The air between them was charged with an unspoken tension, and the world seemed to slip away until all that was left was the space between them. She felt the familiar shiver race down her spine as he held her gaze, his hand just barely brushing hers on the table. It was both an invitation and a warning, one that she wasn’t sure she was ready for but couldn’t resist.Once they’d finished dessert, Leo took care of the bill without so
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Susan took it all in, her heart pounding slightly as she moved to drop her bag on the table. When she turned back, Leo was still by the door, watching her with an intensity that sent a thrill up her spine. He hadn’t moved, nor had he said a word, but his gaze was full of something unspoken, a magnetic pull that made her want to close the distance between them. The silence was becoming too much to bear. Someone had to say something, but for a moment, they just stood and stared at each other. She took a few steps forward. She couldn't tell what it was, but she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and slowly the urge to fight her attraction to him was dying. Her voice was softer than she intended when she finally broke the silence. "So… are you just going to go home and leave me here? All alone?”Leo gave a small chuckle, “Is that an invitation?” he teased, “Leo…” Damn, even the way she said his name was a turn on. He shook his head and tried to control his thoughts. A smile tug
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Her breath caught, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. There it was again, that magnetism between them—charged and unspoken, pulling them closer even when words failed. She cleared her throat, forcing herself to refocus. “Well, thank you,” she said again, her voice quieter this time.Leo’s gaze softened, and he took a small step toward her, still keeping a respectful distance. “Anytime,” he murmured. “But tell me—are you really leaving now? We could grab breakfast downstairs if you’re not in a hurry.”Susan hesitated, caught off guard by the invitation, but she knew she needed to return home. There were errands to run, laundry to tackle, and the lingering memory of the date she’d just left behind. Besides, a quiet voice in her mind warned her against spending too much time with him, as if each second lowered her guard just a bit more.“Thank you, but I should head home,” she replied gently, offering him a small smile. “I’ve got a few things to take care of today.”Leo’s expressi
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Slowly he rose to his feet. “What a charming idea,” he breathed, his dark brows drawing together as he studied her hectically flushed face and air of decided purpose. Then he stole a fleeting glance down at the narrow gold watch on his wrist. He dealt her a distinctly tense smile. “Unfortunately, I'm afraid you've chosen-----”“I just couldn't wait until you got home,” Susan broke in feverishly, his glance at his watch not having been lost on her and serving merely to stoke her tension to new heights. His black lashes dipped lower over his intent, dark eyes, clear bemusement etched into his rigidity. “Wait for what?” he asked with a dismal lack of comprehension.Susan abandoned the idea of a slow, seductive wriggle and pitched off her coat to grab his attention. “I couldn't wait for you,” she said huskily, and embarked on the buttons of her black, narrowly cut coat-dress.Leo's gaze had whipped over to the coat now lying in a heap and back to her fast. He seemed welded to the floor
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Shaken by the storm she had ignited, the roughness of his strained intonation, she stared at him, devoured by pain.“Why?” Leo repeated fiercely.Because I love you...she wanted to say. “And you're all over Sophie at every hour of the day. She coughs and you can't get there quick enough!” Leo slung from between gritted teeth. “In spite of the fact that we have a nanny with several willing supporters, you install a baby alarm and you get out of my bed to go to her! I'm not even half as important to you. Is that how it's supposed to be?”Very much taken aback, Susan surveyed him with shocked eyes. Evidently the baby alarm in their bedroom was viewed as some kind of ultimate insult. Did he think she was smothering Sophie? Was that what he was saying? That she was threatening to turn into one of those ghastly suffocating mothers one read about?“'I'm sorry if you think I'm taking my responsibilities too seriously.”“If you're that obsessed with babies, why should we wait to extend the fa
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Leo needed sex the way she needed air to breathe, and those needs needed to be met in the marital bed. She was just a body, and if anything had been required to prove that point his silence did so. In this new brave relationship they were trying, lies were no longer permissible, so Leo was not about to tell her how ravishingly irresistible she was. She was fanciable enough to arouse him but that was the height of her pulling power and, with a male as physical as Leo, maybe it didn't even take that much... maybe he just fantasised about somebody else. A choked sob escaped her. He thrust her away from him with positive violence. Her eyes flew open as he threw back the sheet and sprang out of bed.“Leo ... you misunderstood!”He spun back, dealing her an incredulous glance.“I was thinking about something else... It wasn't —I mean…” she stumbled in desperation. The tip of her tongue stole out and darted along her taut lower lip. “I want you,” she whispered finally. Dark eyes held her
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Susan woke up in the middle of the night to take a shower and check on Sophie, after which she went back to bed. When she awakened, little men were morris-dancing inside her thumping head.Thankfully she'd not taken enough alcohol to give her a major hangover, she registered miserably, but she was still a little tired. She slid out of bed and weaved a far from straight passage to the bathroom. A shower would make her feel better. She was emerging from the bathroom, swathed in a towel, white as a ghost and suffering from a raging thirst, when she noticed Leo .“Oh, no,” she mumbled. “Not now.”Leo filled the doorway. She refused to look at him and concentrated on his feet.“Shouldn't you be out working or something?”she whispered.“It's Saturday.”“I thought you went every day.”He certainly hadn't spent any days at home. Her clouded gaze worked up his legs. He was wearing black jeans that hugged his long, lean thighs and narrow hips, and an Aran sweater which accentuated his dark skin
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Leo didn't even try to deny it, “Maybe a little bit,” he replied and shrugged, “Besides, you're at the club. When was the last time you let yourself go,” He was right. It had been a while. After a few seconds, she nodded and Leo didn't hesitate to place the order. The drinks kept coming and as the night went on, the atmosphere lightened. They talked about small, inconsequential things—the music, the crowd, even a particularly flamboyant dancer on the floor below. Susan could slowly feel herself letting go and soon she was laughing heartily at almost everything Leo said. He was clearly enjoying her laughter, because he continued to whisper things in her eyes. Things that sometimes made her laugh and sometimes sent arousal coursing through her veins. It was amazing, and for a brief moment, it almost felt normal, like they weren’t two people locked in a complicated and often contentious marriage. When their glasses were empty again, Leo leaned closer, his eyes intent on hers.“Dance wi
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Susan blinked. So he was serious? Was their marriage even worth celebrating? Out loud, she asked, “Go out? Where?”“Anywhere you want. Just to have some fun.”She narrowed her eyes at him, searching his face for hidden motives. “I’m not really in the mood, Leo.”He shrugged, unfazed. “Then let me change that. How about somewhere familiar? My club, The Summit?”Susan paused. The Summit wasn’t exactly her idea of a relaxing evening, but it was better than sitting in awkward silence at the dining table or a long, restless night alone in her room.After a moment, she sighed. “Fine. I’ll go.”Leo’s lips curved into a satisfied smile, and he straightened. “Good. Wear the necklace.”Susan hesitated, her hand instinctively brushing against her collarbone. “Why does it matter so much to you?”“It’ll look good on you,” he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.Her eyes locked with his for a moment, a silent battle of wills passing between them. Finally, she nodded, her voice soft b
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Susan cringed. Leo had strolled out of his bedroom, positively re-energised by the completeness of her surrender. And she had smiled dizzily back at him with what lingering energy remained to her, possessed of an utterly appalling belief that Leo was so incredibly wonderful that she was blessed above all other living women. Passion killed her intelligence. In bed, she didn't think with Leo, she merely functioned like some sort of passion toy, programmed solely to give and receive pleasure. And she didn't think she could blame her response on anything else anymore. It was that simple. She was still madly in love with Leo, falling like a brick from the top of a high building, her feelings rushing faster and faster as she headed for sure and certain devastation when she hit the ground. Now she knew why it hurt when Leo accused her of being a liar. She knew why she hadn't had the strength to fight him off. On a deep atavistic level she wanted Leo any way she could get him.Why? How coul
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“Here I am,” he said with such staggering self-assurance, as if she could not fail to be grateful to win such a prize. “After all, you fought back like an Amazon warrior,” Leo told her thickly, his dark head lowering inch by inch. “You ignored me, you ignored it all and the more you ignored what I was doing, the more I seethed... I discovered that the one thing I cannot stand is to be ignored.”She didn't know what he was talking about. He appeared to be suggesting that her avoidance of him had been part of some sly, manipulative female plot to attract him and his unquenchable ego took to that idea like a duck to water. On the brink of acidly disabusing him of that notion, her parted lips met on a shocking collision course with his.Leo groaned against her mouth and possessed it again with renewed vigour and a force of hunger that ran a scorching blaze of heat right down to her toes and back up again. She fought the effect, concentrating her mind on the picture of herself pregnant and
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Susan reddened but pressed on, her sole ambition to show him that they need not participate in sexual intimacy simply to produce another child. She marvelled that Leo appeared so ignorant of such processes. Then all of a sudden she registered that it was not ignorance that had silenced Leo but a kind of unholy and incredulous fascination backed by rather daunting signs of gathering rage. A dark tide of blood had flushed his features, a tiny muscle tugging relentlessly at the corner of his eloquent mouth.“You have to be out of your mind to suggest such a thing to me!” he told her rawly.“Leo... if we could for once move away from this macho conditioning of yours and talk about this sensibly, you might see that it is actually a very sane solution to the problem.”Leo strode forward and pulled her up out of her seat with two powerful hands. “There's no problem. My children are not going to be conceived in a test tube and that has nothing to do with my "macho conditioning",” he spelt out
