Frank’s sharp gaze pinned Nora in place as he leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed. “Has the plan started?, what do you mean the plan 's started? " A sly smile spread across Nora’s lips. She tilted her head slightly as she took a slow step toward him, the heels of her shoes clicking softly against the tiled floor. “Oh, baby boy, I’ve got two pawns up my sleeve now—oops, sorry, allies.” Her voice dripped with mock sweetness, but her eyes betrayed the cunning behind her words.Frank’s jaw tightened. “I’m not your pawn, Nora,” he said, his voice firm and edged with warning.She blinked innocently, placing a manicured hand over her chest. “Did I say you were my pawn?” she asked, feigning surprise. “It was just a slip of the tongue.”Frank took a step closer, the air between them crackling with unspoken tension. His voice dropped, low and threatening. “I know very well that wasn’t a slip of the tongue, Nora. You meant every word.”For a moment, she faltered, her smile flicker
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