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He was determined to see her safe before his control splintered and he lost his inner battle to take her into his arms once again.

“I’m fine. Please,” Adiona whispered, “just go back to the party without me.”

He’d forgotten about the celebration the moment he saw her clinging to the gate, running for her life. “No. I won’t leave you.”

“I want you to go. The gossips will roast me alive if I’m caught out here alone with a…a slave.”

Let that be a lesson to you, fool.

He’d thought his pride had suffered every indignity imaginable since his enslavement. Leave it to this haughty beauty to prove him wrong again.

“You weren’t embarrassed to be caught with a slave when you clung to me moments ago.”

Suddenly, she transformed from weeping victim to an iron-spined matron of Rome. She thrust her shoulders back and pinned him with a glare so hot he felt singed. “I’ve had enough of your insults, you ignorant, contemptible…man!”