Memoirs of a Millionaire's Mistress

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Anne Oliver. Memoirs of a Millionaire's Mistress

MEMOIRS OF A. MILLIONAIRE’S. MISTRESS

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‘Didi, how do you feel about extending this arrangement a little longer? Say, three weeks?’

‘What do you mean?’ She tried to keep her voice even, her expression neutral.

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She was tempted to dole out more sarcasm but the complete lack of emotion in his expression stopped her—too complete. Too controlled. He’d blocked the pain, she thought, and stuffed her hands into her trouser pockets to curb her natural instinct to reach out to him. He was hurting, and she understood too well how it felt to be tossed aside. ‘Yeah, well, you’re better off without someone like that.’

Cam sensed her imminent departure but he wasn’t done with her. He slammed his hands back on the tiles on either side of hers. Wide and wary silver eyes snapped to his. She was petite. Dainty. But he knew the aura of fragility was purely that—an aura. He liked that about her—a woman with guts in a compact little package.

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