Michelle’s heart pounded as she stared up at Alex’s annoying smiling face. His grip on her wrist was firm but not painful—yet there was an unmistakable warning in his eyes. "Going somewhere?" he whispered. Michelle swallowed hard, forcing herself to stay calm. "Let me go, Alex." He chuckled, but there was no humor in it. "You never learn, do you?" Did you suddenly become a spy? Peeping and recording a meeting you're not supposed to know about. Glancing over his shoulder, Alex checked to make sure no one else had noticed them. Then, lowering his voice, he leaned in. "I don’t know what game you think you’re playing, Michelle," he murmured, "but you're way over your head." Michelle refused to look away. "I’m not afraid of you." "You should be." There was something almost amused in his tone, as if he enjoyed this. "You keep meddling," Alex continued, "and sooner or later, you’re going to get hurt." Whatever it is you're doing, stop it now or you'll regret it. Michelle clenched h
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